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Jane Schoenbrun returns with a new kind of remake, carving up slasher conventions with surreal, campy abandon. Newly-minted scream queens Hannah Einbinder and Gillian Anderson are a revelatory pairing, bringing wit, deep feeling, and sultry eroticism to this visionary dissection of movie nostalgia.

A heartfelt exploration of queerness wrapped in unexpectedly furry packaging, this beguiling metacinematic animation is a work of profound imagination and sincerity. Designing its chimerical world with stunning precision, Bouchra bridges the gap between the surreal and the hyperreal.

Charles Laughton’s tenebrous Southern Gothic fable achieves a rarely seen perfection of vision—remarkable for being the sole(!) directorial effort by the erstwhile actor. Amid the cold, obsidian beauty of Laughton’s direction, a petrifying Robert Mitchum burns with fire-and-brimstone malice.

Katarina Zhu writes, directs, and stars in her subtly sexy debut feature, which draws from the metal-blue glow of the screen for its portrait of modern alienation. With a milky-white rabbit and sensitive strokes of empathy, Bunnylovr burrows for tender moments among lurking danger and suspense.

Instincts both maternal and carnal clatter like shards of glass in a blender in this uncompromising portrait of a woman on the edge from director Lynne Ramsay. Starring Jennifer Lawrence and Robert Pattinson in a frenzied pas de deux, Die My Love inflames the exposed nerves of delirium and desire.

With an artful eye and jazzy unpredictability, Kelly Reichardt unravels the threads of the heist film in this standout from Cannes. As an antihero kicking about on the brink of the ‘70s, Josh O’Connor is unmissable, lending rumpled discontent to this ironic, wry vision of American individualism.

Scrapbooking their climb to worldwide success, longtime collaborator Garth Jennings combs through the keepsakes of a one-of-a-kind band. Bursting with analog miscellany and electrifying live-show acts, Pulp: What Do You Do for an Encore? is a love letter in longhand to pop’s most enduring outsiders.

Worming out from the same 1970s counterculture that spawned Pedro Almodóvar (who dubs here!), this lysergically anarchic cult horror is suffused with twisty self-reflexivity. Always down to be controversial, director Iván Zulueta injects personal passions—heroin, cinema—into rough and ready frames.