An excellent, embodied turn from Olivia Colman is no huge surprise these days, but she is particularly magnetic here, in a part that leaves room for interpretation.

Colman can make Leda simply driving a car seem dramatic, as the expression on her face quietly captures the emotional turmoil she tries so hard to contain. And Gyllenhaal can turn an image of rotting fruit into a jump-scare.

This is a fine, unsettling film about the cost of the choices we make.

To some regret, the first act of the film is drawn out exposition with no real insight as to where the plot could be headed. However, when it does find its rhythm, it is almost addictive in a way.