V. Lepistö 🏳️🌈’s review published on Letterboxd:
The film repeats with its whole presence the cyclic human drama of existence. Fabri doesn't only film the conversations at the bar with rotary, uneasy camera movement but when it's time to leave, the way he jumps between each of these character's thoughts gives the similar appearance. And then these conflicts are brought to their extreme to the point that they become physical and ultimately at the "end" of this drama, the bombs mean nothing, they don't startle us because bigger battles are fought. But perhaps something moves to a little different direction. No one wins and no one loses but the fallacy that there exists some kind of neutral safe zone from history is revoked. In a way one gets the feeling that even if the fight between capitalism and communism blurred the lines between good and evil during cold war, WWII problematized the relationship between human being and modern society forever. You can get easily destroyed in the complex material wars created by the hand of human beings but you can't stay silent and you can't hide.
This is terrifyingly accurate portrayal of modern human soul and it has become just more and more topical as we wonder what steps to take next in a human world that is trying to forget its history and renegotiate the space that is reserved for human being. If we surrender to our hot emotions, reject rational thinking and take everything for granted, we are very soon in a spot that leaves us very little choice to make.