One of the landmarks of Polish cinema, this film is based on the documented story of the "possession" of a group of nuns that led to the burning of a priest at the stake in Loudun, France in 1634. Mother Joan of the Angels is a spare, visually rigorous, and profoundly disturbing exploration of faith, repression, fanaticism, and Eros.

Cascading through time, Mascha Schilinski’s orchestrates echoes of past experience into transcendent poetic cinema. Surfacing evocative, gilded imagery from the shadows of femininity, Sound of Falling confirms the tremendous talents of its ambitious writer-director.

The Liberated Film Club welcomes Mira Adoumier, Carine Doumit and Nour Ouayda. Together they form The Camelia Committee, exploring the relationships between image, text, voice and sound through writing, research, filmmaking and film programming. Originally based in Beirut, their work also calls out to other territories.

Kuala Lumpur replaces Taipei as Tsai’s metropolis of choice, but the return to his country of birth certainly doesn’t yield any fondness or nostalgia. As ever, Tsai makes breathtaking use of space, juxtaposing the cramped and tangled interiors of apartment buildings with the cavernous gorges of multi-story construction sites.

Though the most popular of Buñuel’s films from his late French period, Belle de Jour may also be one of the most radical. A pristine psycho-cinematic puzzle – imparting to the viewers as much or as little profundity as they are willing to entertain.

Were scientists to engineer an uncut, 100-proof cult sensation, it would probably look, sound, and kick like this. Of course, like a lot of synthetic drugs, Mandy could also cause its fair share of overdoses, at least for those with a less-than sky-high tolerance for nonstop ‘trippy’ lunacy.