The hard part is that it takes work, which isn't quite a message we associate with movies but which remains, as with the rest of the film, true to life. The resulting work is beautiful, and strikingly human.

Quiet revelations and fleeting poetry - a lottery ticket, we're reminded, is a piece of a dream - pleasingly ensue.

As ever, the director has fashioned a lovely, appealing, lightly comic film that exists somewhere between late Ozu and early Spielberg.

... a lovely, low-key film about divorce and disappointment that, like the title suggests, leans on the how we pick things up in the aftermath.