Her role stands out too because the film around her falls a great deal flatter than you might expect, with all but one-and-a-bit characters reduced to two dimensional roles. The film is the story not quite of the genesis of McDonald’s, but that of the man who took it around the world. That man is Keaton’s Kroc, who we meet trying to sell milkshake machines, not with a great deal of success. In spite of pretty much everyone turning him down, he out of the blue gets a bigger than expected order from one hamburger joint in California. One road trip later, he’s looking at the very first McDonald’s. Nick Offerman and John Carroll Lynch play Dick and Mac McDonald, with the former getting to be the uptight suspicious one, and the latter the more open, interested one. Both actors work well with what they’re given – Offerman in particular is strong – but they ain’t given that much. The problem with The Founder, though, is the story being told isn’t anywhere near as interesting. What’s more, half of the people who see it will have a McDonald’s within walking distance on their way out of the multiplex, so the ending is hardly in doubt. Thus, I found myself clinging onto to Keaton’s coattails, with his gradual transformation of Kroc – sometimes with a little flash for me of Pacific Heights’ Carter Hayes – the film’s key component. Odd segues don’t help. The introduction of Linda Cadellini’s Joan Smith, for instance, is signposted and not really handled well. The likes of Patrick Wilson and B J Novak get to add a few lines here and there too, but again, their characters feel more like story glue than people we ever get to know. The Founder is in UK cinemas from February 17th.