When the title credits showed after the first part, I was crying on my sofa.
However, as the film went on I started to realise that the brilliance of that long take was surface level, that it almost manufactured an emotional response from me that had distracted me from the ways in which the birth scene wasn't actually very realistic.
'Manufactured' is the best word I can find to describe how I felt about this film. I got the icky…
