A riveting portrait of young men in shock and in mourning as the tragedy stirs feelings that have long lain dormant.
Jeannette Catsoulis — New York Times
At slightly longer than an hour, the movie comes and goes before you know it, but some of its scenes, both funny and achingly sad, won't disappear so quickly.
Stephanie Merry — Washington Post
A narcissistic spectacle of male grief...
Nick Schager — Village Voice
The thoughtful overall assembly finally achieves just enough gravitas to make the pic's economical runtime seem just right.
Dennis Harvey — Variety
Brandon Harris wears his Cassavetes influence on his sleeve for directorial debut.
John DeFore — Hollywood Reporter
Redlegs may be "raw," but it's meaningless. That's something Cassavetes would have never abided.
Calum Marsh — Slant Magazine