Film-Forward

Steve McQueen’s quasi-musical more than made up for the subdued feeling that many might have felt this year.

In this adaptation of the novel by Bonnie Jo Campbell, a 15-year-old biracial girl embarks on an adventure to find her mother.

A director films her still-alive father’s death multiple times in a variety of ways, with his blessing and active participation.

The horror movie plays like a Black Mirror episode if the “technology gone wrong” motif shifted into something far more existential and Lovecraftian.

Its finale can only be described as Terry Gilliam meets David Cronenberg.

Though disaster films might feel a little too real right now, this one is on the opposite end of the spectrum from Contagion.

Sally Hawkins, in a remarkable performance, offers a full portrait of an individual with schizophrenia.

For an off-kilter year in which moviegoing has been curtailed and new films have debuted online and not in theaters, it’s fitting that this low-key and muted film has recently been celebrated.

“You should never smoke weed unless you’re dying or having sex.” How’s that for grandmotherly advice?