Nightbitch
A creative woman and Gallery Director (Amy Adams) gives up her career to start a family with her husband (Scoot McNairy) who’s often away on business. Before long, life as a stay at home mom begins to lose its shine, now with a two year old who refuses to sleep in his own bed (Emmett and Arleigh Snowden), a strange calling from within seems to have a message that refuses to be ignored. Could this be a call of the wild to liberate the domesticated and suburbanized mother, only one way to find out. 
Written by Marielle Heller and Rachel Yoder and Directed by Heller this Kafkaesque horror of a woman losing herself in her prime and making the ultimate sacrifice of self for her children is familiar theme to many couples, and, while layered with metaphor and humor, the truths revealed are also somewhat blatant in their delivery just the same. To that end, kudos to Heller and team for taking on this project, but repetition, and lack of clarity between folklore, what’s real, and what’s imagined becomes hard to discern and ultimately leaves us questioning all of the parallel concepts and narratives. A slower pulse to the film’s overall pace makes its already brief hour and thirty eight minute runtime also feel longer than necessary. End result, a deep sigh, a maxed out volume of empathy capable, and frustration. Nightbitch is rated R.