Another woke take on Agatha Christie, with a not-very-subtle subtext about white male privilege despite its white male director Rian Johnson. And yet, even more than in the first film, the ethnic lady sidekick totally lacks the star quality needed to lead a film; so we are back relying on middle aged white men, Edward Norton doing an Elon Musk-type turn and Daniel Craig with his ever-growing pout and his outrageous 'Flowwda' accent. There is good support from the reliably funny Kate Hudson, too. They carry things along nicely enough for the first hour or so, but as soon as the film starts to delve into its back-story it starts to disappear up its own wotsit - not only politically, but artistically, as it relies on one of the tiredest and lamest devices in the movie repertoire. Johnson sounds as though he was a little embarrassed to resort to it, and well he might be.

And about the 'Glass Onion' image - it wasn't that clever in the original Beatles song (more white men I'm afraid!); it certainly doesn't add anything to this.