Barry Jenkins’s film is like three short films strung together to tell one sweeping story.

Perhaps no other film this year arrived with as much expectation and coverage as Nate Parker’s directorial debut.

Familiar works such as Garden State and even Donnie Darko come to mind as Little Sister rolls on, albeit with a looser, more determinedly madcap feel.

A quiet, female-focused triptych of tales that keeps its scope quite modest.

Gen X has officially arrived at movie middle age, with all the loss, regret, and reckoning that entails.

Nick Kroll stars as a mid-30s slacker who acts as his blind brother’s Seeing Eye dog and sports trainer, rolled up in one resentful package.

Imitation is the sincerest form of investigation.

It might take the discrepancy of a former boy wizard shaving his head to pique your interest, but you should have a lot to mull over when the credits roll.

Following the sudden suicide of his fiancée, Josh (Thomas Middleditch) listlessly decides to go on with his bachelor’s party.