If you want to watch one of the best films of the year, In the Name of My Daughter, you must follow these instructions. When the movie starts, set the timer on your phone to vibrate exactly after 93 minutes. Exactly! Not a minute more or less. At that point, stand and leave the theater as if the credits are rolling up the screen. Why go through this little trouble? Because the last 20 minutes of Daughter are just too dreadful for words. The first 93 minutes, however, are pure noir/crime thriller gold—a casino by the sea, a casino queen, her beautiful daughter, a broken heart, a crime of madness. Yes, watch this film (veteran French director André Téchiné is in top form); but do not make the mistake of sitting through the long end, with its bad makeup and boring courtroom drama. (If you just can't help yourself, then after following my instructions, later read about the damn ending on Wikipedia.)