Creepingly slow to get going, writer-directors Adam Stein and Zach Lipovsky’s sci-fi drama is a fable about the human fear of difference.

Director Sophie Hyde's keen take on the clashing paradoxes of woman and sister-hood is tender, awkward, confronting and illuminating.

Sometimes it is kosher to tell a lie. That’s the premise of writer-director Lulu Wang’s affectionate story of her own family’s ends and means.

The original dragon-tattooed girl, Noomi Rapace has a softer look these days, less angular and enraged, and without statement-making ink. But she has by no means lost her mojo.

Even though her seven-year sentence has been served, Irish convict Clare Carroll is punching bag and sexual prey in 19th-century Tasmania.

After years of doing it tough, jaundiced detective Brett Ridgeman proposes that he and his partner become partners-in-crime by ambushing and robbing a dealer.

Marcello is a humble dog groomer who nurses a soft spot for canines giant and tiny along with a tidy sideline in cocaine supply.

Aside from its killer cast, the story-line of writer-director Quentin Tarantino’s ninth feature is one long high.

A quick heads-up: if you’re reeling from the murder-suicide of your parents and sister, it’s probably not the brightest idea to take off to a drug-fuelled cult festival.

Mindy Kaling is so toasty-warm and regular-girl relatable you instantly feel you’ve known her for years (which in a way you have, through her stints on “The Office” and “The Mindy Project”).