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A seductive, breezy neo-noir full of twists and turns. Unlike the massively overrated The Usual Suspects, which clearly inspired this, along with other trendsetters of the 90s, there is much to like here. Its combination of madly erratic plotting yet grounded, realistic characterization works much to its favor. Throw in a degree of pathos, romantic sacrifice and a tasteful visual motif — a small wildfire accidentally started by the main character mirroring the chain reaction of poor decisions — and you get a modern noir classic desperately in search of reappraisal.
Made by people clearly overflowing with bitterness and resentment. It's a truly detestable little movie populated by absurd strawmen that surround and pointlessly terrorize our righteous, SCIENCE-believing central couple.
How ironic that a bunch of libs made a movie in 2018 that includes our educated heroes being highly skeptical of a top-down enforced vaccine of dubious content and origin (and necessity), while the conservative family members comply immediately and aggressively.
There are multiple scenes in this where character A lectures character B, generally in very broad strokes on money and the stock market. When Lumet does something similar in Network a fundamental necessity for these types of scenes to work is always fulfilled, the character being lectured to is uninformed, ignorant. Oliver Stone, in his desperation to tell everyone just what he thinks of wall street brokers forgets this first step, and so you end up with totally unnatural pieces…