It's tough to review MONDAY as its director, because I can see all the seams. I see the compromises, the shots we didn’t get, the moments where the clock (both the literal one in the story and the production schedule) was louder than our resources. I see the performances that went exactly as I imagined — and the ones that surprised me into becoming something better than what was on the page. This film started as a question: What do people reveal about themselves when they think there’s no time left to be polite, strategic, or performative? Five minutes to the end of the world strips away a…