Appropriately then, Lynch steals the movie from McGregor. It's Nora's volatility that gives the movie its emotional charge, and her brazen beauty which holds the camera. You wouldn't describe Lynch as pretty - her face is too bold and expressive for that, the legacy of Italian and Irish genes (her mum's the one with relatives in Rome), but handsome and strong. In person, having got up at five to catch a plane to London, she wears no make-up, smokes Silk Cut like a trooper and still has perfect, porcelain skin. She's also tiny, dressed in baggy trousers and a jean jacket, clothes which make her look much younger than 28.