Based on the best selling novel by SJ Watson, Before I go to Sleep is a very frustrating film, starring Nicole Kidman and Mr Darcy (Colin Firth). Described as a 'gripping psychological thriller' by critics, I'd like to refer to it more as a distinctly average crime story. If I had to liken it to a fruit; it would be a poached apple; easily digestible and not at all exciting.
The film had been declared a turkey of Christmas proportions. But, despite the glowering notices, despite the certified contempt of Monaco's royal family and despite, most woundingly, the absence of the film's producer Mr Weinstein, La Nicole slapped an enormous smile on her face, gripped the hands of fans as she climbed out of her car, wiggled her bare shoulders for the clicking masses and generally conducted herself, well, like a princess. Give that lady an Oscar, immediately.