It’s the little things that matter: they can reveal insights worth musing on and, occasionally, rambling about. Come along as I try to see the world in a grain of sand.

The film clearly oozes attention to detail and is well-crafted and intel­ligent, with outstanding special effects and excellent perfor­mances all round. But once the end credits started rolling, my sons’ gut reaction was, “What the hell kind of weirdo movie was that?!”

Teenage boys are more inter­ested in binge-watching the latest anime than going to a classical music perfor­mance. Still, it’s my job as a parent to expose my sons to different cultural experi­ences, so that they can make up their own minds what to hold on to as they emerge into adulthood.