Palm Springs (2020)

Max Barbakow transposes temporal entrapment into the sunny, alcohol-fuelled lethargy of a destination wedding, where Nyles has spent centuries floating in Hawaiian shirts and numb surrender. The film shines when Sarah rejects this passive nihilism, choosing instead to study quantum physics at the bar simply to reclaim the dignity of consequence. It presents a delightfully modern diagnosis of burnout, demonstrating how two exhausted souls negotiate whether shared eternity is preferable to solitary oblivion.