Darren Carver-Balsiger’s review published on Letterboxd:
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Bullet Ballet is a pulsating monochromatic bleeding mess. Nihilistic for sure, Bullet Ballet opens with death and remains bleak even though it fizzles with life. The camerawork is always off, never staying still and missing things out - it's exciting. The editing is injected straight into a vein, painfully done but blissfully giddy. The second half flattens out and becomes calmer, only occasionally jolting with energy. Yet it's still messy and half-formed in a way that keeps it appealing. In a city whose underbelly is always moving, Bullet Ballet shows the ecstatic joy of running when it hurts. It's not necessarily deep but with such style, Bullet Ballet is a cacophony of grim urban imagery that seeps into the soul. Tears over dried blood, stood next to a flaming body. Living and dying, intertwined.
