Strongly recommended. Poor Things is the most effective of many recent surreal comedies . . . this probably because the story is linearly driven by the loony journey - - geographical and pedagogic - - of Bella, whose Frankensteinian brain develops from infanthood to maturity over the course of a year. Bella is played by the certain-to-be-Oscar-nomed Emma Stone (La La Land), and the appreciation is well-deserved. Director Yorgos Lanthimos (The Favourite) sets Stone against some great performances by Willem Defoe (Platoon), the doctor who creates her, and Mark Ruffalo (Spotlight), the lawyer who deflowers her . . . plus a lovely cameo by Fassbinder-muse Hanna Schygulla (The Marriage of Maria Braun). Poor Things' Buñuel-esque qualities also include whimsical art direction (James Price, Judy, and photographer Shona Heath) and fantastical costuming (Holly Waddington, Lady Macbeth). One caution: If, in your opinion, seeing a naked Emma in ecstatic-to-indifferent sex is not fantastically whimsical, Poor Things is not your cup of tea.