I have to tip my hat to the writer and director of Wrong, Quentin Dupieux. Not because I thought the film was brilliantly shot or acted. In fact, not because anything about it is spectacular – because it isn’t. All of the things normally associated with “movie making” are fine and nothing more. I say: “Well done, Quentin,” because of his boldness. He has made a film exactly as he wanted to and his unique style is certainly apparent throughout.