They’re all sleepy figures. Matt Greenhalgh, screenwriter of the biopic, Back to Black (2024), being interviewed on the red carpet. Mark Ronson, producer, in his studio with his waxed quiff, running through how Amy Winehouse’s acclaimed song came to fruition. Slurred, dreamy, not as intentionally drowsy as Amy, but embodying that non-mainstream beat, filter and dusty 60s vibe; We never said goodbye with words becoming We only said goodbye with words; I died a hundred deaths becoming I died a hundred times.

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The lips remain out of control. The eyes fixed like tombstones. In many ways, Michael Gove is a different man to the 2014 model though, a different predator – less goofy and slappable, more polished and precise. The glasses help, as well as the greying hair. Newly-divorced, perhaps more stoical, he is a white collar Artful Dodger, a man that never quite embraced childhood.

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