It's in that second half that the weaknesses appear in the script, by James Graham, an experienced playwright but screen debutant. Apart from the distractingly meaningless title, it feels a draft or two short of screen readiness as it runs up and down narrative side streets without lingering satisfyingly in any of them. The progress of Humphreys' disease; the promise of a romance between him and Julie; Nathan's friendship with a Chinese classmate; the mathematical basis of Bach's piano music; it all gets a bit dizzying.
The early scenes, driven by Spall's deliciously dry, self-mocking turn, work wonderfully, and the wonderful Hawkins reminds us throughout how fearless she is in close-up, how nakedly ready to give us direct access to her characters' inner lives.
But when Nathan and the team head for Taipei, it separates him from his teacher and his mother and much of the life drains from the film. It becomes clumsily expository, like a documentary of a school trip.
It also, incidentally, presents a pretty sanitised view of autism: Nathan's eyewatering candour gives us a laugh or two, but except for a scene involving a prime number of prawn balls, he's really just a shy kid. Some may find borderline offensive the implication that a minor dramatic crisis can cure such a debilitating and mysterious disease.
Cast: Asa Butterfield, Sally Hawkins, Rafe Spall, Eddie Marsan, Jo Yang, Martin McCann, Edward Baker-Close
Director: Morgan Matthews
Running time: 111 mins
Rating: M (offensive language)
Verdict: Half a great film, half a mediocre one
- TimeOut