And don’t bother looking for Colin Farrell either. He may be in there, somewhere, hidden by the fat, the sweat, the scar that runs from lip to cheek and the perversely immersive impersonation he gives of a hard-woikin’ hoodlum from Gotham City.

Farrell is unrecognisable as Oz. It took four hours for him to be transformed into the Penguin yet he still manages to subtly convey emotion while encased in heavy, hot prosthetics. One imagines awards will be forthcoming.