Not long into I’m Your Man, Dan Stevens’ character, a genial android named Tom, arranges a perfectly contrived combination of romantic clichés for his would-be partner, Alma. The rose petals are “artfully” strewn, the candles flicker, and flutes of bubbly are ready for sipping beside the bubble-filled tub. “Ninety-three percent of German women dream of this,” he assures her as she exits the room, profoundly unimpressed. Tom is programmed to satisfy Alma, a German human, but he’s still in beta, and his learning curve is one of the oddball delights of this farcical and poignant comedy about love.