Sally Potter’s Yes is a stunningly beautiful film that left me breathless. The dialogue is all written and spoken in iambic pentameter which works remarkably well in the story of She who falls in love with He. I don’t think that I’ve ever seen such a wonderful combination of cinematic and linguistic poetry. So much is combined together, so many opposites and complementary elements it’s dizzying. Sexual politics and geopolitics, men and women, east and west, science and religion. A singular and bold film that I’m running out of superlatives to describe.