Pedro Almodóvar has long been el rey of melodrama, and his modern interpretation of Jean Cocteau’s La Voix Humaine is no exception. In Almodóvar’s first English-language film, Tilda Swinton throws herself into the arms of her ex-lover, whom she has been waiting for for days. Ingrid Bergman’s telephone has been replaced by a pair of AirPods, but the despair and talking into the void remain the same.

In primary colours, designer clothes, and a meticulous mise-en-scène, she falls for him among the belongings and memories in their shared apartment. Sharp-cut editing follows every abrupt movement: Swinton’s heartbreak dances with the camera. It quickly feels theatrical, as Almodóvar is very much aware, and he plays with this by dragging the studio set into the frame. Not convinced yet? The film also features an adorable little dog. (Flo Vanhorebeek)