Ah, this takes me back! One of the juiciest, crane-your-neck-and-look-at-the-car-crash tabloid stories of the entire 1990s; it burned like wildfire even through the zeitgeist (the nascent internet playing no role whatever), and comedians dined out on it for months.

In 1994, ice-skating champion Tonya Harding’s ex-husband paid someone to disable rival skater Nancy Kerrigan by breaking her leg. Luckily, he largely botched the job, and both women made it to the Olympics that year – although Tonya did so under a heavy cloud and afterwards was barred from the ice, through a combination of court rulings and general public loathing. She was 23 years old.

I felt sorry for her, on the whole, and now it seems I wasn’t the only one: they’ve finally made the movie version of these yellowing headlines, and it’s much more sympathetic to Tonya than anyone would have thought possible. There’s more to her story than any of us were really aware of, despite having heard about little else for about two months, and the film manages to make Tonya (and other characters) human beings rather than freak show exhibits – but without muting the story. If anything this has more juice to it than the tabloids ever did.