Wonderful performances by Eddie Redmayne and Felicity Jones, embodying, respectively, physical deterioration and maturation. Inasmuch as we sort of knew Stephen Hawking’s story it was, in a way, more interesting to follow the path of Jane Wilde, who started cute as a button then had to deal with a crippled husband, three children and her own emotional needs. And even though I couldn’t understand it, it was fun to be in the company of genius, especially accompanied by wit and rather normal human feelings, and failings.