Some have pointed out the mawkishness of ‘Rental Family’ — too sentimental, people-pleaser, and even unrealistic. But these points, the wholesomeness, and its ability to shed a tear make it great, easy to appreciate, love, and rewatch.

Even the endearing performances of Paul Mescal and Josh O’Connor, along with their undeniable chemistry, are not enough to rescue ‘The History of Sound’ from being a dull period drama. It is such a pity that it was wasted by a very boring execution.

Overall, the story of Leon Le’s ‘Ky Nam Inn’ is beautifully executed with such care for Vietnam's culture and history.

Kelly Reichardt’s ‘The Mastermind’ is a quiet, subversive take on an art heist film that never feels tensionless, anchored by a stellar performance from Josh O’Connor.

‘Father Mother Sister Brother’ may not be a home run for Jarmusch’s return to feature films, but it still offers his own thoughtful take on estranged families from different parts of the world, even if it could have achieved more.

A surrealistic, twisty and humorous look on Thailand’s memory as a nation. Ratchapoom Boonbunchachoke's ‘A Useful Ghost’ is a household task in introspect through the society’s past memories, the present society and the looming dystopian future.

‘The Voice of Hind Rajab’ depicts the attempt to save the life of five-year-old child, Hind Rajab, from the bloodlust of the Israeli military in northern Gaza. It features at its center the actual audio recordings from that day: her voice crying for help.

‘Showgirls’ leans hard into Verhoeven’s excess, satire, and sharp camp. Its neon world runs on illusion, and that noise turns into a strange pulse. The film pushes forward, slipping between critique and absurdity, and still leaves a mark that sticks.

Even with structural and pacing stumbles, ‘Once Upon a Time in Gaza’ deftly navigates both genre and filmic metanarratives. All to explore the performance of violence to reflect revenge on all oppressors to Palestine.

‘Human Resource’ is a crushingly cold experience on how capitalism has utterly broken our humanity, where even the miracle of birth is more a financial investment than a human being.

‘Amoeba’s’ mere existence is a protest in itself. A bold artistic expression wherein the personal expresses the political. And the film only asks one question: What is the DNA of Singapore?