Predisposed to like this based on how much I enjoyed Hermanus’ previous film (Living), and go on then, a little World War One era gay drama, why not. It’s shot beautifully, the tentative brushing of hands on bannisters early on, the waves of connection and disconnection and aching throughout. Josh O’Connor and Paul Mescal, increasingly loudly becoming two of our generation’s best actors, are inevitably excellent (and my god why has no one thought to put Mescal in round glasses before,come on now).