David Cronenberg’s sci-fi horror exploration of gaming, virtual reality and identity bears more weight now than it did at the time of its original release.

Moroccan writer-director Maryam Touzani’s second feature concerns a triangle of an artisanal tailor, his dying wife and his male apprentice (lover)

Told in three parts, with chapter headings, the film tilts at the world of privilege, and at the tradeable, shallow values that act as an entree to this milieu.

Cronenberg’s obsession with vehicles is well-known, but this early B-movie about the world of drag racing remains an outlier in his oeuvre.

Cronenberg’s Hollywood satire Maps to the Stars is severely flawed, as Bruce Wagner’s script takes too many obvious swings at Tinseltown, railing against nepotism, Scientology, sequels and misbehavior of the rich and famous.