Mistress America

Of any Baumbach project I can recall, this is probably the most guilty of coming across as Aphorism: The Film. Get this, though: it *really* works. It's like a Sorkin script where the characters say what they think is wittiest instead of what Sorkin thinks is wittiest (it helps that most of the characters are women, so we aren't just getting 4 intellectually different versions of the same troubled man). The camera snaps around as quickly as the dialogue, like when 2015 MVP Rebecca Henderson shows up in a bar for the best shot-reverse shot banter in recent memory. Everyone bounces off each other, trying and failing to express what they want, or communicating it successfully only to find that the other person wasn't listening — it's The Rules of the Game with Twitter and apple bongs.