It’s happened to all of us at some point, whether riding on a bus, seated in a waiting room, or standing in line. The seemingly harmless-looking person next to you unexpectedly launches into an unhinged stream of consciousness monologue that s/he hopes will pass for conversation. Such is the life of Wilson (Woody Harrelson), the latest of Daniel Clowes’s pen-and-ink creations to make the leap to the big screen. Wound tighter than a Swiss cuckoo clock, Wilson tracks down his ex-wife (the radiantly unhinged Laura Dern), and together they hit the road in search of Claire (Isabella Amara), the teenager they years ago put up for adoption. As the only character who shows any sign of maturation during the course of the picture, the kid expresses no interest in babysitting healthy adult strangers just because they happen to be her parents. Solipsistic cinema doesn’t get much funnier. Craig Johnson directs. (2017) — Scott Marks
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