★★★

In the same year Kirsten Dunst took her name as tribute for Alex Garland’s Civil War, seminal mid-century photojournalist Lee Miller receives the biopic treatment, courtesy of Ellen Kuras’ succinctly titled directorial debut. Set between 1937 and ‘45, bookended by a flirtation with ‘77, Lee charts Miller’s journey to the heart of the Second World War and her excavation of the damage it reaped. Her images remain as potent now as ever they were. If not so extraordinary in its own execution, the film warrants credit for the pains it takes stress quite why Miller alone could have taken them.