You think you know who you are. You have no idea.
After hearing a lot of appraise for the movie and three Oscars, I finally decided to watch the movie.
Movies start with a crash site and following lines “It’s the sense of touch. In any real city, you walk, you know? You brush past people, people bump into you. In L.A., nobody touches you. We’re always behind this metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something.” I am completely lost, trying to figure out what kind of movie it is. Is it a movie dealing with crash and tragedy, love story, a mystery or something else? Usually before every movie someone tell you plot, storyline or there are gossips around. But luckily I was never part of any and was able to enjoy the movie. If I would have known before the fun would have reduced.
The movie revolves around multiple characters in the complexity of Los Angels for a period of 24 hours. It starts with a rich white guy and his wife and robbed by two blacks. Moves to a murder site where a black cop is investigating, to a place where a black wife is harassed by a white cop, to a white father who wants to a favor from black nurse, to a lock changer, to a family from different county. Now I understood the movie deals with racism. There are people who have there interests, there comfort zones, there planning and how manipulations take place. I see all this happening all around. By this time I am completely lost in movie and trying hard to find out what are we leading at, with so many different stories running in parallel I don’t see any conclusion.
Then comes the crash, and story completely changes. This is the moment when I am lost in the movie and appreciating how beautifully movie is directed and has a strong story line. In the end all pieces fall at proper place and we realize what we are today and how we act in this world. I reach to conclusion “There is good and bad in all of us.”
