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.)