Sound has rarely felt this dangerous. Tuner turns pitch and pressure into weapons, blending crime, romance, and uneasy humour with unnerving precision. Daniel Roher directs like a man fine-tuning chaos, and Leo Woodall shines as a gifted piano tuner whose painfully sharp hearing both guides and torments him.
The film hums with tension; you can almost feel the vibrations in your teeth. Dustin Hoffman brings weary gravitas, Havana Rose Liu keeps things unpredictable, and the sound design deserves its own billing — I half-wished for earplugs, though not for the reasons you’d expect.
A few notes falter near the end, but the rhythm never slips. Tuner is sleek, stylish, and surprisingly tender — proof that in cinema, the quietest moments often make the most noise.