Bill Arceneaux’s review published on Letterboxd:
If NOSFERATU suddenly became a twisted dark romantic comedy by way of LET'S GIVE THEM SOMETHING TO TALK ABOUT. Genuine laughs (mostly from me) towards the juxtaposition of the incredible score and the dueling toxic nature of what was occurring on screen. Vicky Krieps steals the show, being the true stone cold most valuable player, even yes, above the always excellent Daniel Day-Lewis. Didn't Johnny Cash write a song about this? I mean, that was more abbreviated and concise while this film is more structurally detailed, layered and built up. So many brilliant passive-aggressive tics and straight up pure anger and obsessive madness moments, it brings joy to my heart and soul. What a lovely couple.