Film-Forward

A tribute to horror director Stuart Gordon and a dead-on spoof of the straight-to-video erotic thrillers of the 1990s.

An absorbing documentary about an Indian family’s revolutionary fight for justice.

Alexander Payne immediately creates a cocoon of detailed, vintage atmosphere in his latest 1970 end-of-year holidays-set movie.

Harmony Korine’s new work (don’t call it a “movie”) suggests an episode of Miami Vice filtered through a psychedelic, acid-soaked consciousness.

In one of the most unusual approaches to the heist film genre, this absorbing piece of Argentinian cinema replaces the sense of danger with sophisticated humor.

Although David Grann’s nonfiction page-turner offers more than enough material for a 206-minute film, the result here is lopsided.

Cage brings his trademark intensity to the role, albeit quiet and grizzled, to this effortlessly intense and beautiful looking western.

Todd Haynes’s subtle and delicate film kicked off this year’s festival. It stars Natalie Portman, in one of her most intricate performances.

It’s been an almost routine occurrence to see two of his films included in the New York Film Festival, and this year is no exception.