So, Amy Adams' other November 2016 star vehicle, and just as interesting as Arrival.
Directed by Tom Ford, this tells a story within a story, although they closely parallel each other.
Adams is an artist, who is sent a manuscript of a novel by her ex-husband before publication.
The manuscript is utterly compelling, but violent and disturbing. It is an allegory of the marriage that ended. The interesting work for the audience is to unpick the metaphors of the novel and track the fictional events against what's revealed of the real life relationship between Adams and Gyllenhall.
It covers some very interesting ground - masculine emotional weakness and the tragedy that women often become their mothers, given time.
The idea that women should want men with ambition and drive and male sensitivity isn't necessarily an admirable quality is closely examined - and this being Tom Ford, everything is super, super stylish.
Michael Shannon is fast becoming an incredible 'must watch' actor, and his turn as a law man who isn't overly concerned with the law is subtle and nuanced.
It's another fantastic performance from Adams, although you could argue that maybe she's a little too still; to be fair, her main function is to be the reader of the novel - this is, without a doubt, Gyllenhall's movie.
As both author and main character within the novel, he explores love, loss and impotence/inability to act in the face of disaster but manages to give it a distinct and different flavour in each role. He's absolutely great, and makes this movie, for me.