I feel bad giving two films five stars in the same week, but this movie has some of the most honest relationships I've seen on-screen in a good chunk of time. The dialogue is crystal, the camera shots are weirdly visceral, and the jazzy score is gonna be in my Spotify rotation all week.
Liev Schreiber, Parker Posey AND Stanley Tucci? Not to mention, Anne Meara as the controlling mother? Could be a new fave... Time will tell.