Ben Buckingham’s review published on Letterboxd:
Fleeing bad news into effervescent imaginings of mediated experience, where all loops as a whole like a game of Snake but lessening with each ingestion of experience, and artificially segmented by human requisite interpretations of genre and form. Is life a thriller, a melodrama, a Looney Toons flourish, or just a computerised game with excellent music video leanings?
Can despair be overwhelmed by beauty even in loss?
This is damn good jam.