Not a peep in thirteen years; we thought he may be pushing up daisies. (Here’s looking at you, The Last Days of Disco.) True to form, Whit Stillman resurfaces with a dance-crazy campus comedy about a group of delusional dames trying to save their peers from suicidal thoughts and the Greek — scratch that — Roman tragedy that is frat. Meet the babbling blossoms: Rose (the snob), Heather (the ditz), Violet (the leader), and Lily (the voice of reason). Their charm is rooted in sunny sarcasm, so you have no excuse to take a rain check. It’s like:Clueless gets a clue, and Heathers lives on. Take: Perennial favorites. Premieres: Today
Torn between two lovers: movie night and nature? Take in the former on a blanket at the park or at an old-fashioned drive-in — and leave the hard questions for some other day.