The first really great independent film of the fall is about a schlub returning home to visit his parents during a business trip. For reasons that may or may not involve anxiety about his brand-new infant son, he decides to never leave again. Director Azazel Jacobs cast his own parents in the film, and his childhood home, a garbage-strewn wonderland of a Manhattan apartment, is the setting. It's sad and funny and beautiful, just like going home. (Northwest Film Forum, 1515 12th Ave, 267-5380. 7 and 9 pm, $5–$8.50.)