This newly restored, San Francisco–set trans and butch buddy movie is a fresh, invigorating jolt and an intimate glimpse of marginalized, yet commanding, characters from a bygone era.

This summer, a movie spoof arrives, riffing on the disaster-film genre, but with a variation never attempted before, or at least not on this scale: Make it gay, make it drag, make it unabashedly queer.

There is more than meets the eye in this deeply personal documentary that grapples with family history.

At what point, the film asks, can the bereaved let go of grief and reclaim the pleasure of being alive?

Another reminder that no one can make emotionally stimulating popcorn flicks like Steven Spielberg.

One doesn’t need to go far underground before everything becomes strange.

Writer-director Ryuya Suzuki animated the entire film in 18 months via crowdfunding in a flash-art-meets-comic-book style that covers one man’s life across an entire century.

This lean drama makes great use of the chemistry between Paul Rudd and Nick Jonas.

A peculiar and unclassifiable ghost story, delightfully subversive in the way it unfolds under bright summer sunlight, in wide-open and illuminated spaces.