Just in time for the holiday season, Peter Strickland’s retail horror comedy In Fabric has arrived with one haunted dress, several doomed customers, and an abundance of stylishly campy throwbacks to the era when customers clamored outside waiting for the department store to open. Strickland’s films are all visually perfect, and this cross between Suspiria and The Bitter Tears of Petra von Kant is no exception. Every frame looks like it spent hours to compose, whether it’s a campy, Hitchcockian car escape or a washing machine repairman barfing at the end of his bachelor party. Strickland is like an English Wes Anderson, but with darker plots and more sexually frustrated characters. (I thought Dance Nation would have the season’s most dramatic appearance of menstrual blood, but no.) The film studio A24 tends to roll out its horror films very slowly, starting in New York and LA and expanding week by week, so I wasn’t expecting it to appear in Providence until January or February, if at all. I wish Acoustic Java had better sound—some of the mumbly British dialogue was lost—but you’ll want to see this on a big screen. It’s great.