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What distinguishes America, according to a character in this movie, is “imagination,” which might be another word for greed. Director Tony Tost gives us an array of mid- to low-lifes, the kind you might find at a remote Badlands diner, in a smart, funny take on American dreams, in the language of Quentin Tarantino, which probably accounts for the title’s punctuation. Sydney Sweeney in the Shelly Duvall role and Halsey as Joan Jett are superb. This was my kind of Tuesday afternoon movie.

This six-chapter horror film had me alternately cringing in my seat and laughing out loud. Writer/director Zach Cregger adroitly handled the mashup of quotidian and supernatural with a style that was engaging and captivating and kept you from questioning the absurdity of it all, right up to the explosive ending. Josh Brolin and Julia Garner made their characters real, while Amy Madigan handled the other.

A stunningly well made biopic that not only captures Billy Joel, it explains. The filmmakers weave together archival footage, contemporary interviews, talking heads, studio sessions, concert performances and critical comments, all with the nonpareil soundtrack of Joel’s first six albums. His first wife Elizabeth emerges as the hero of his career amid struggles that were never evident to the fan. Best is the revelation, to me at least, of how directly Joel’s songs related to his life experiences. Part 2 is also watchable (6.8), but lacks the novelty of watching Part 1 and, “Uptown Girl” aside, covers drearier material and music.

A thoroughly charming cinematic representation of Alexandra Fuller’s riveting 2001 memoir about the 1980 transfer of white to Black power as Rhodesia was reborn as Zimbabwe. The story is told through the eyes and actions of seven-year-old actress Lexi Venter in an astonishing performance, while her innocence is matched by her psychologically fierce and tormented mother, played by Embeth Davidtz, who also wrote and directed. The story has a documentary truth as well.

After time spent watching streamers it felt good to sit in a theater and see characters on a big screen with lush scenery behind them. Beyond that, this film was largely forgettable, although it left me wondering what its title meant. Camille Rutherford was fine as the Austen-besotted would-be writer, but the main attraction, for us as well as her, were the blue eyes of Charlie Anson in the Mr. Darcy role.