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Doug Liman reconstructs a single chaotic Christmas Eve through three distinct, intersecting vantage points. Powered by John August's razor-sharp script, the plot spins out of control when grocery clerk Ronna steps into a risky narcotics trade, rippling outward to drag in two soap actors and a pair of hapless ravers running amok in Las Vegas. The pacing is breathless, packed with kinetic camera movement, dark humor, and urban grit. While considerably more comedic on its surface, it belongs high on any shortlist for movies like 21 Grams due to its fractured narrative architecture, illustrating how an isolated split-second collision completely upends divergent lives.








