In director James Mangold’s new film, Timothée Chalamet portrays the young Bob Dylan (the professional name he adopted at age 21) from 1961-1965. He gives a remarkably nuanced, accomplished performance in a movie that occasionally gets bogged down in truncated or unnecessary scenes, but not too often. The supporting cast shines as well.

A classic tale laced with horrific, religious, folkloric and erotic themes. Robert Eggers seemed destined to make a movie about it. Finally, after a decade of preparation, he has.

“Maria Callas was someone that as she was singing, she was dying every time. Life was taken from her while she sang.” The Chilean writer-director Pablo Larrain has a fascination with mortality. The manifestations of it course throughout his work. In many respects, it inspires his art.

It seems an unlikely combination: Walt Disney Pictures’ lucrative franchise The Lion King in the directorial hands of Barry Jenkins, the auteur of several praiseworthy indie productions, including the Academy Award-winning Best Picture Moonlight (2016). The result is technically accomplished, but emotionally frustrating.