I Love Boosters

Almost eight years after his incendiary and brilliant “Sorry to Bother You,” Boots Riley is back with another righteous middle finger to capitalism dressed in the fashion of a surreal comedy. It’s a remarkably clichéd critical device, but there truly is no doubt that you won’t see another movie like “I Love Boosters” this year, a film that feels like it sprung fully-formed from Riley’s dreams and past creative visions. A film bursting with ideas, some of them never find a way to fully connect, either to each other or the audience, but that’s where the endlessly charming Keke Palmer comes in to hold Riley’s vision together when it threatens to burst apart. “I Love Boosters” is a wickedly clever skewering of the moral rot at the center of the fashion industry delivered with enough vision to make your eyes hurt.