For the most part, an “inheritance” left to you by an older relative or loved one is considered a personalized, even intimate, gift. An heirloom, perhaps, or a collection of items, or maybe even a certain amount of money, or a home—some sort of one-to-one relationship between the person doing the giving, and the person doing the receiving. And Ephraim Asili’s feature-length debut film “The Inheritance” begins with that setup: a young man inherits a West Philadelphia rowhome left to him by his grandmother. But “The Inheritance” deliberately and thought-provokingly shifts from that singular definition of “inheritance” to a broader, more inclusive one that speaks to generational struggle, collective sacrifice, and the Black American experience. Asili experiments with cinematic form as he considers “inheritance” as legacy, heritage, and tradition, resulting in an engrossing, challenging film that allures and confronts you in equal measure.