It is not often that a film this gently devastating, this funny and specific and alive, feels so completely like a singular vision. But that is what Eva Victor has accomplished with Sorry, Baby, a debut feature so confident and textured that it feels like the work of a seasoned auteur. Wielding the full force of her own talents as writer, director, and star, Victor crafts a portrait of trauma and healing that eschews sensationalism in favour of something far messier, more humane, and ultimately more affecting. Despite a...