between the lines

JAWS it ain’t, nor is it named WANDA. But the dinner-sized carp that plays the title role in Joan Micklin Silver’s A FISH IN THE BATHTUB causes plenty of ruckus in the lives of a Queens, NYC family that briefly comes apart at the seams after it takes up splashy residence in a spare bathroom.

If, as the T-shirts say, “the future of film is female,” the industry is still fumbling for the keys to the time machine. At Fandor, however, the achievements and artistry of women are highlighted in a current collection of titles called “She’s Gotta Direct It.”