...aha, it's that new one with Melissa McCarthy.
And, er, she's been nominated as well.
*squints at screen*
Nope, not a typo. Well this has suddenly become a must-see...
...and, it turns out, rightly so.
Based on a true story (awards season you say?), Can You Ever Forgive Me? is about writer Lee Israel and how she found a new way to make ends meet once the books stopped selling.
After happening upon a genuine letter from a famous author and selling it for a few bucks, Lee decides to create more so she can pay the rent, pay her cat's vets bills and eat.
Well, drink. But the cat's health came first.
And it's McCarthy's performance that holds this whole film together.
Deserving of every nomination and accolade coming her way. McCarthy manages the often impossible task of making you like a near-unlikeable character.
Israel has become a solitary, bitter, isolated, curmudgeonly old sod who drinks just to make each day passingly bearable.
Hitting out at all those around her, it's her and the cat against the world before Grant's Jack Hock staggers into view.
And you're not meant to like Lee. Lee doesn't want you to like Lee.
But in McCarthy's hands the character is given a warmth and fragility that makes you care about her. You want her to succeed, even if she's breaking the law, because deep down she's not a bad person.
She just ended up in a bad situation doing a bad thing.
Her note-perfect performance, played with depth and subtle touches, also provides the perfect foil for Grant to let rip.
Bringing back memories of Withnail from the moment he flops down at the bar, Jack Hock is possibly Grant's finest performance (and I say that as both a massive fan of Withnail AND Dr Who).
Where Withnail battered you into submission with acid quips and flamboyant damnation, Hock sidles up to you, puts an arm around your shoulder and is buying you a drink with your money before you've so much as choked on the fumes of his booze-soaked breath.
And you kind of don't mind.
Because, like McCarthy's Israel, Grant's Hock is an unlikeable arse you can't help but warm to.
And again, that's down to the performance.
In lesser paws this would have been a harsh, possibly wooden, almost certainly cliched portrayal of a broken man who is kind of proud of his flaws — but Grant gives us layers, subtlety, nuance.
A more perfect on-screen pairing we haven't seen since St Vincent. And guess who was starring in that...
But while the main pair are hoovering up all the accolades and praise, there are smaller parts that add to the beautiful drama unfolding before us.
As Israel's agent, Jane Curtin has never been more exasperated and politely curt, while Dolly Wells’ lovestruck bookseller deserves as much praise as the main two are getting.
While we're all marvelling at the fine performances, however, something else is going on — and that's that director Marielle Heller and writers Nicole Holofcener and Jeff Whitty have crafted a note-perfect movie.
Yes, the stars are shining, but behind them these three have created the perfect pacing, the right amount of angst, just enough tugging of heart strings, to keep you wrapped up in this world.
The feel and tone are spot on, and the whole thing just smothers you to the point that you don't want it to end.
Hell, even the choice of songs is spot on.
It's rare in this day and age to find a film with which there is not so much as a quibble, but with Can You Ever Forgive Me? such a film exists.
Blending comedy and tragedy, crime and cat food, this film deserves every ounce of praise being flung its way.
We could watch the whole thing again tomorrow and undoubtedly enjoy it even more.
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