I re-watched Ex Machina a few days ago. Not at home but at a cool-kidz screening at West Hollywood’s London. (Just before that I sat down with director-writer Alex Garland, although I’m sorry to report I accidentally erased the recording.) This, in any event, is one of my favorite scenes in the film. It’s not a necessary scene (Ex Machina would be fine without it) but a nice supplemental one. At the very least it gives you a moment of pause when Oscar Isaac‘s Nathan Bateman gets “his” at the end. A genius who can dance doesn’t deserve [redacted due to the wrath of Glenn Kenny and a couple of others.]