From a Guy Ritchie action comedy to a revealing documentary about journalism, Guardian writers pick their favourite underseen films of the year
You Hurt My Feelings was a big hit at Sundance 12 months ago. Of course it was – Nicole Holofcener and Julia Louis-Dreyfus are the crack squad of Woody Allen-ish middle-class Manhattan first world problem cerebral comedy-dramas. But it was released way too early in the US, and then way too small in the UK – straight to streaming, in fact. That’s bananas: this is a terrific picture, fresh and funny and true and interesting. In short, Louis-Dreyfus is a novelist who overhears her shrink husband (Tobias Menzies) telling his friend he didn’t like her latest manuscript – despite having assured her to the contrary. Small fry in the bigger picture, sure, but the sort of betrayal (or, perhaps, loyalty) the movies don’t much get into, and played with an intelligence and a humour and a lightness of touch that only serves to make the upset more gut-punchy. Well worth a watch – and I’m not just saying that. Catherine Shoard
