Even an enfant terrible must grow up sooner or later. Prodigal French-Canadian Xavier Dolan’s trouble is that he’s done so along the Cannes Croisette – where he screened his debut (2009’s I Killed My Mother) aged just 20, then won acclaim for increasingly ambitious works (trans drama Laurence Anyways, Hitchcockian thriller Tom at the Farm), before seeing his latest, It’s Only the End of the World (15, 98 mins, ★★★), pilloried by non-Francophone critics. One accusation was that Dolan had blanded out – added subtitles to those awards-hungry dysfunctional family dramas that premiere every year – in effect, restyling August: Osage County in a striped Breton top.