Scott Marks 12:30 p.m., July 26
For fans, if any, of the elliptic, cryptic style of Canadian filmmaker Atom Egoyan (The Adjuster). Another collection of his twisted, tormented souls (foremostly a homosexual pet-shop proprietor cum exotic-bird smuggler, a patron of a tropical-themed strip club called Exotica, an exotic dancer there who doffs her schoolgirl togs to a Leonard Cohen tune, and her jilted lover cum hoveringly voyeuristic deejay), all examined with a frostily clinical eye, and finally forced into a narrative pattern of stifling contrivance. They talk to one another in such terms as "I just need to find a structure" and "You know that feeling you get sometimes, Traci -- that you didn't ask to be brought into the world?" and "There's this feeling I get sometimes, you know -- that I wasn't meant ever to be satisfied." One can see what they mean. One can't altogether sympathize. Bruce Greenwood, Mia Kirshner, Elias Koteas, Don McKellar. 1995.