In Denis Dercourt's oddly sparse "Flesh of My Flesh," a spaced-out blonde lures, kills and chops up men to feed her ailing six-year-old daughter.
Antonio de la Torre is brilliant as a killer and eater of young women in Manuel Martin Cuenca's sumptuously lensed psychological drama.
The mere exchange of glances builds as much suspense as a kinetic action sequence in Matthew Saville's tense, stylish psychological thriller.
Pepe Danquart's Holocaust drama sticks faithfully but unimaginatively to its source.
Abduction paradoxically results in liberation for both the sheltered daughter of a rich industrialist and her hardened criminal kidnapper in Imtiaz Ali's "Highway."
Maurice Linnane chronicles an important, atypically tranquil moment in Amy Winehouse's tumultuous career.
Marcel Ophuls might have done well to let someone else direct this energetic but scattershot self-portrait.
Yoruba Richen's documentary offers a balanced spectrum of black opinions on gay marriage.
This sugary remake (or re-adaptation, whatever) is an innocuous fairy tale about the shining power of puppy love.
Israeli helmer Eytan Fox's candy-colored musical is an endearingly goofy celebration of the right to be yourself.
Jessica Habie's quasi-experimental two-hander is short on plot but long on impressionistic imagery.
2016-2017 Oscar Predictions