If you’re tired of superhero fantasies (and yes, I do include Nolan’s The Odyssey) and often disappointed by what now seems to pass for a substantial art-movie – think Almodóvar’s elegant, intelligent but rather lifelessly academic Bitter Christmas or Anna Cazenave Cambet’s heartfelt but underwritten and cliché-fraught Love Me Tender, neither of which moved me…

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