When Julie, Hogg's on-screen avatar, sets about making (a version) of a film Hogg has actually made (and the audience has presumably seen), the metaphorical layers in play could easily overwhelm the experience. But the nuanced self-reflection of the concept only enhances the perceptive social depictions.
Many scenes take place on film sets (not just Julie's) and the messy, romantic, collaborative nature of filmmaking feels perfectly aligned with Julie's uneasy, evolving sense of herself. Swinton Byrne is frankly sublime, with Hogg never quite settling on one perspective on the versatile lead, which helps reflect Julie's under-expressed complexity.
British comedic royalty Richard Ayoade (The IT Crowd), who had a one-scene cameo in the first film, returns as a hilariously tortured artist director friend of Anthony's and is highly amusing as just one of many vessels for Hogg's feelings about creative expression.
The ensemble expands for the sequel, with Charlie Heaton (Stranger Things), Harris Dickinson (The King's Man) and Joe Alwyn (The Favourite) all bringing something interesting as a couple of actors and an editor, respectively.
A less literal film than the first one, Hogg eventually strides headlong into something between David Lynch and Charlie Kaufman-style meta playfulness. It's wonderful. This one is guaranteed to leave you feeling some kind of way. It's the Back to the Future Part II of searingly intimate British dramas set in the 1980s.
Cast: Tilda Swinton, Honor Swinton Byrne, Richard Ayoade
Director: Joanna Hogg
Running time: 107 minutes
Rating: M, Sex scenes & offensive language
Verdict: Bold personal cinema made artfully universal