Nothing in Francis Ford Coppola's gorgeous schemozzle is content with being clear-cut.
The anti-commodification message could not be more brutal in this obliterative body-horror ride.
The partner of a celebrated painter needs every shred of her spirit in this anatomising of their exacting relationship.
In dissecting a woman’s affair with her teenage stepson, film-maker Catherine Breillat’s intimate gaze is as lacerating as a scalpel.
The feral energy of writer-director Rich Peppiatt’s debut feature roars at you out of the gate.
An addictive TV show redefines reality for two lonely teens in a fantastic passage that’s impossible to define.
The more twisted a horror rabbit hole becomes, the more hypnotic it’s perversely likely to be.