His performed posh accent and fake Savile Row gloves mask a working-class Irish pretender, whose luck at the Baccarat table has started to fade. Then there is the small problem of a new hotel guest (Tilda Swinton) who might just know who he really is. ‘Conclave’ and ‘All Quiet on the Western Front’ director Edward Berger presents a stylised adaptation of Lawrence Osborne’s novel sold by a killer central performance by Farrell.

He pulls out his acting arsenal in spades, creating an unforgettably flawed yet charming man. Gorgeously shot, this is a visual spectacle that uses sunlight and plush velvet to turn up the technicolour of Macau.