If you see that Amanda Plummer is in a given film you can pretty well figure you've left Kansas. That is way the case here.
Here's the scoop. Plummer is on her way to pick up her troubled sister (Fairuza Balk) and take her to see their mother. On the way she's run off the road by a crazy (David Thewlis) and immediately her car door is blown off by a doctor (Robert Forster) who is on a hiatus and will make all his decisions by flipping a coin. He works on getting her to a motel and getting her car towed, but who is he really? A rather harrowing odyssey ensues.
I have enormous respect for good writers, and when I see a film like this, that respect increases exponentially. The story itself (my mundane synopsis notwithstanding) is so crazy I need to wonder who could think of such a thing. And the dialogue is every bit as good. Though the stories are different, this reminded me a lot of "The Music of Chance." Both films are just plain nuts. The acting here is also very good. Plummer is her usual good self. Robert Forster has a scene near the end, where he is unraveling, that left me nearly breathless. Paul Sorvino, Chris Sarandon and Geoff Lewis lend strong support as well.
There are some weak spots but they're crushed by the great stuff. The ending will no doubt infuriate a lot of people. I don't quite know what to make of it, but it's no crazier than all that came before so I guess it fits. The director, Paul Chart has directed very few films over a very long period of time. How he got the green light on this is a mystery, but I'm glad he did. This is one heck of a watch.