Filmed on a bygone video camera, Stinking Heaven immerses you in the darkest crevices of the 1990s: a rehab commune housing a coven of colorful yet caustic personalities. A lucid vision of Sartre’s assertion that “hell is other people,” written with an utmost sincere sense of anarchy. Oddly sublime.

Extracting truth out of improvisation, Nathan Silver’s stormy drama delves into the underbelly of New York, populated with lost souls trapped in cycles of addiction. Probing the ties of religion, family, and community, this bracing character study charts the difficult path towards rehabilitation.