It's understandable that The Man Who Knew Infinity has trouble trying to make Ramanujan's work accessible to a mainstream audience, given the complexity of his calculations that are still being proven to this day, but the film doesn't even try, giving the audience very little understanding of his work or why exactly it remains so important. Instead it journeys through the standard motions of a biopic, with little unique or insightful about it's subject to distinguish it, despite dealing with the themes of racism and religion, where even the occurrence of the First World War seems like an incidental detail. However, it is elevated by the performances of Dev Patel and especially Jeremy Irons, who breathe life to the friendship at the centre of this story, and the film is never less than cosy and watchable because it's well-made, but it's nowhere near as remarkable as the man it's based on.