Nicole Kidman, in her latest outing as a sexy, wealthy matriarch with a dark side (her MO of late), is Romy, a married mother of two who owns a tech company. The metaphor is very clear here; robotic woman makes robots, although it is refreshing for a female boss in a film to run something other than a cosmetics company or a glossy magazine. She’s clearly not fully satisfied in the bedroom, which I find hard to believe when her husband is played by the incredibly sensuous Antonio Banderas, but perhaps that’s the point; just because you’re hot doesn’t mean you’re cutting the mustard between the sheets.

The film opens with the pair having sex, Romy seemingly enjoying herself, but then she hops off her husband, scurries into another room, opens her laptop to reveal a porno and pleasures herself. Kudos to Kidman for doing this, I would imagine it’s harder and more exposing to portray masturbation than a full-blown sex scene. She looks fantastic throughout the film, whether clothed or not, but I am loathed to say she is ‘brave’ in bearing all because wouldn’t we all if we looked like that. Harris Dickinson gives a nuanced and instinctive performance as the intern, Samuel, who has a talent for taming wild dogs. He makes going up against heavy industry hitters such as Kidman and Banderas seem effortless. The dancing scene to George Michael’s ‘Father Figure’ tells us more about the characters than perhaps words can.