Perfect

I saw The Walk today — in gorgeous stereo IMAX. The movie straddles a tightrope between reporting a real historical event and taking the viewer on a journey into pure wish-fulfilment fantasy.

And it manages that delicate high wire act perfectly. I was aware at every moment that I was watching a Robert Zemeckis fantasia, the kind of astonishingly nimble effects-driven opera de cinema that is his stock and trade.

Yet I was also aware of being invited into a very personal story, that strange and unpredictable place where human frailty somehow transforms into godlike grace.

To my mind it was a perfect film.