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Richard Lynch’s review published on Letterboxd:
I don't know about anybody else, but I didn't find this film all that complex.
Okay, it takes a long while to actually make any sense, but I was so swept up in the action and feel of Meanwhile City, that I didn't feel frustrated about the jarring back and forth between it and present day London.
I mean it's called 'Meanwhile' City for Christ's sake. It's supposed to be the 'back at the ranch' story line.
I had faith that everything would tie together in the end.
But this is where I lost a little love for the film.
The whole ending, with Milo finally understanding that he has had a psychotic break... did anybody else feel that this was quite a ham fisted way of mashing the three separate stories together?
It was already fairly obvious that Preest was in fact Esser's lost son and that he was imagining Meanwhile City as a delusional state.
Don't get me wrong, I loved how that all tied together, with the side characters starting to mash together so we can see HOW David is perceiving the real world.
But to have Milo's imaginary friend Sally look just like Emilia, and with that linking story about the writer who was so good at writing he could make anything become real.... again, did anybody else feel that this was Gerald McMorrow's way of writing himself into the story?
That's what I came away from the film with.
Maybe I missed the point... I was high at the time after all.