Movies about the abuse suffered by teens in correctional institutions are nothing new. Ireland’s repulsive Magdalene Laundries alone has been the subject of at least three dramatizations, as well as a documentary.

If you’re looking for an alternative to all the feel-good movie entertainment this holiday season, and you want something that will make you want to take a long Silkwood shower after watching it, I suggest “Babygirl” (A24). A depressing blend of sexual compulsion, infidelity, inappropriate workplace behavior, abuse of power, degradation, and heterosexual horror. The best thing that can be said about “Babygirl” is that the queer character far outshines her straight counterparts.

The world of the music biopic is littered with as many failures (“Back To Black,” “Jersey Boys,” “Whitney Houston: I Wanna Dance With Somebody,” “Respect,” and “Stardust”) as successes (“What’s Love Got To Do With It?”, “Get On Up,” “Ray,” “Coal Miner’s Daughter,” “Rocketman,” and “Control”).

The writing of legendary Beat Generation author, gun enthusiast, and notorious opiate addict William S. Burroughs was long considered too bizarre and experimental to make the transition to film. But that didn’t stop body-horror-master David Cronenberg from adapting “Naked Lunch” in 1991.

Grab the eggnog and cookies and settle in for a long winter’s binge.

Jimmy Erskine (out actor Sir Ian McKellen) is the titular character in “The Critic” (Greenwich Entertainment), now available on DVD, the feared and reviled drama critic for The Daily Chronicle, a “right-wing rag” in early 1930s London. Openly queer at a time when it was risky to be, he lives with Tom (Alfred Enoch of the “Harry Potter” franchise), who is both his lover and secretary.