
Shooting to kill is part biography of Christine Vachon’s vault into Producer Super Stardom and part DIY manual for struggling indie film-makers.

If this was an apartment block, it would be a boxily majestic, curiously liveable design of indeterminate age, which deserves to be cleaned more often.

If this was a sandwich, it would be some delicious overpriced kosher thing from a snazzy New York deli that goes down like a greased oyster but won’t spoil your appetite.