I find it really interesting how we as humans so immediately empathise with animals on screen. It’s just some innate primal thing, you presume, and so here I am, watching a donkey go through all hell and rooting for him more than I have the protagonists in most other films I’ve watched this year. EO follows the titular donkey as he stumbles from situation to situation, from circus tent to football match, from long-haul transit to, well, let’s not. The story, I suppose, is how each human finds EO and sees in him what they want to see - a friend, a punching bag, a soulmate. There’s probably some underlying message about humanity and how we are horrible people a lot of the time, and it’s all one big metaphor with EO representing innocence and the world representing the world, and I mean that’s fine and all. But the real message of this is that donkeys are good boys who need to be looked after more. If that’s not what you take from it, well, you’re either a better film watcher than I, or a worse one. I’m not going to argue with you in either case. Also, Isabelle Huppert turns up in this for five minutes and goes absolutely mental. Great stuff.