How many ways can you describe a man’s genitals? How many ways can men find ways to metaphorically measure their genitals? Chevalier, the third feature by Greek filmmaker Athina Rachel Tsangari, boldly attempts to answer these questions while skewering the men those genitals happen to be attached to. Tsangari is out to pierce the fragile male ego, which she does in clever, occasionally riotous brushstrokes of escalating masculine stupidity. This is one of the funniest movies I’ve seen this year. It’s also one of the best. But I’ll say no more and direct you to Paste Magazine to gaze upon the full breadth of my praise.