Film-Forward

Satire

The Death of Stalin

Armando Iannucci has moved from farce to the blackest of comedies and succeeds brilliantly.

The Party

Hell is other people, and a hell of a lot of wicked fun.

The Teacher

Beware of comrade teacher, though she looks harmless enough with her kewpie-doll perm and brown button eyes. But there’s no confidence she won’t betray, no boundary she’ll respect.

I Am Not Madame Bovary

Lian (Chinese megastar Fan Bingbing) is a woman on a mission, but she’s neither Norma Rae nor Mother Courage.

The Love Witch

With every shot a saturated, gorgeous explosion of kitsch perfection, this elaborate send-up of 1960s and ’70s occult sexploitation films boils and toils over a bubblin’ cauldron of sheer spectacle.

The Lobster

Director Yorgos Lanthimos’s blackly comic satire—a discombobulating rush of inventiveness and imagination that doesn’t let up.

High-Rise

Director Ben Wheatley adapts J.G. Ballard’s dystopian and predictive novel into a strikingly stylish film, heightening the tone of the book and its excesses.

My Big Night

A rollicking farce about the production of a New Year’s Eve television special—in mid-October, nonetheless—that must go on no matter what the human cost.

Ava’s Possessions

This is a sly, well-made little horror/comedy that puts a unique spin on the demonic possession genre while providing just enough chills and laughs along the way.