Ex Machina

"While the ever-expanding blockbuster culture of the 21st century throws up much in the way of justification for bemoaning the doom of the small-to-medium independent film, there is at least one glorious fibre optic lining. The rapid progression of digital effects technology that has gone hand-in-cyborg-claw with these mega-movies has opened up a gateway for brilliant, mind-over-laser science-fiction explorations such as Moon, Her and now Ex Machina."

"Ex Machina turns out to be far wittier and more sensual than its coolly unblemished exterior implies..."

"It plays like Frankenstein meets Blade Runner via Hitchcock haunted by the ghosts of Charles Dickens’ Great Expectations..."

"Vikander’s spellbinding, not-quite-human presence (her synthetic skin is silky yet creepy) keeps us watching."

"This is bewitchingly smart science fiction of a type that’s all too rare. Its intelligence is anything but artificial."

"With a sly dreaminess, Vikander steals the movie from the two males."

"The story falls out so predictably at every stage that it can be frustrating. It’s the details that are surprising, and purposefully alarming."

"The story ends in a muddled rush, leaving many unanswered questions."

"Stylish, elegant, tense, cerebral, satirical and creepy."