Michèle seems indestructible. Head of a successful video game company, she brings the same ruthless attitude to her love life as to business. Being attacked in her home by an unknown assailant changes Michèle’s life forever. When she resolutely tracks the man down, they are both drawn into a curious and thrilling game – a game that may, at any moment, spiral out of control. This “masterpiece of suave perversity”, directed by Paul Verhoeven, leads its audience through a maze of ambiguity, scrambling our assumptions and expectations at every turn, dispensing discomfort and delight and daring us to distinguish one from the other. It’s a psychological thriller, a strangely dry-eyed melodrama, a sex farce and, perhaps most provocatively, a savage comedy of bourgeois manners. But mostly it is a platform for the astonishing, almost terrifying talent of Isabelle Huppert, whose bid for “greatest living actor” status grows more persuasive with each film. You can have your doubts about “Elle,” but you can’t help believing in her.