We went to see ‘Their Finest’ last night. It was a fine hour and a half. The scriptwriters on and off screen had me in the palm of their finest hands. My emotions followed the paths they had dug for me; I was willing to follow – right to the final swelling C major chord of hope for Gemma Anderton’s Mrs Cole. This moment was especially sweet because I know that the composer had chosen C major for this climax, and I was hearing it as intended, just as I had emoted throughout the film as intended.