Old Cats is crammed with the stuff of life—not just the roiling emotions that take up space in its characters’ heads, like regret, anger, neuroses, and occasional joy, but also the literal things that pile up in their houses: books, computers, medicines, and, most of all, tchotchkes. Chilean directors Pedro Peirano and Sebastián Silva’s comic-tinged drama about aging and the deep-seated familial wounds begins with a series of shots of a drab, overstuffed urban apartment visible in gloomy morning light. Its living denizens haven’t yet awoken yet, but its objects seem to be imbued with life, or at least, decades of being collected and displayed have made them integral family members: porcelain felines, glass roosters, wooden carved horses, pillows decorated with unicorns. Everything is quiet, clearly waiting for some force to upend their slumber. Read Michael Koresky’s review of Old Cats.