Tesla de-claws the myth of the angry male genius who is simultaneously punished and celebrated by society as a superior being. Almereyda’s Tesla is instead portrayed as a bundle of neuroses whose naive utopian ideals are as much the key to his downfall as they are to his genius.

If I had to sum up 2017 I'd use the word "dread." And cinema, a mirror of humanity as it were, sure seemed to reflect that sentiment...

Do androids dream of family dogs?