We’ve been following the Chicago filmmaker Bradley Bischoff for several years. His previous film, "Where the Buffalo Roam" (2013) was a subtly touching story of two brothers on their last night together in the suburbs. In "Nomad," the lead character is a little older, a little more established, but still feels unsettled. It’s Saturday night and friends are on their way over. A husband pleads with his wife to cancel — he wants something deeper than the weekly chit-chat from the same old friends. He wants to go downtown, get drunk, feel alive. But plans are plans and the friends arrive, and the husband deflates like a beach ball. As Phil Collins belts out “Another Day in Paradise” on the stereo, the husband sulks, a suburban malcontent — the camera locked on his face, the face of a man trapped in his own home. Bischoff has a talent for balancing characters with cool exteriors guarding soft hearts. And he elevates mundane moments to potential breaking points, like a steak sizzling in a pan. When the husband and wife finally share a quiet moment alone, anything could happen. Directed by Bradley Bischoff.