A delightful and witty comedy, it warmly embraces the likes of us while gently treating those others, ribbing both and mocking none.

Starts and ends as a tame love story…

Charming and absolutely tragic…

The film sticks to the format of the novel in telling Cheryl’s story in flashbacks that go back and forth and sometimes are even just visual images.

Early on a condom gone literally wayward, explaining the pregnancy, promises a more adventurous film than it eventually turns out to be.
But what do we know? It is Valentine’s Day weekend after all.

Long after Mr Turner has ended, you realise you can’t claim to understand the man known as the “painter of light” any better. But then, the point may be just that.

There is murder and surprising amount of gore, car crashes and knife-wielding, but none of the brewing sexual tension or fraying tempers that could have made this film different.

The story is predictable, the jokes flat, and the action put there because, well, you can’t very well have a heist otherwise. But more than anything else what Koepp (who has not written this film unlike his other work) invests in are the characters.

There were 159 million million million possibilities each code generated by Enigma entailed. In the normal course, it would take 20 million years to decipher. Turing’s team and his machine did that in two years, giving us what would become the modern computer, cutting the war short by an estimated two years, and saving approximately 14 million lives. But that’s not what this film is about, making it better than other films on the Enigma. It is about the one life it couldn’t.

The film, based on a book co-written by Kyle himself, will make you flinch at both the relentless fighting and the unilateral view the Americans in its midst have of it.