This had all the right ingredients: great cinematography, midling acting by good looking twenty-somethings, plausible and scary revenge twists, and a good kick of retribution/karma/justice. Then -- if you get this far it's AFTER the car accident-and we've come full circle- the whole film all begins to unravel. It's as if the editor just left the room and let the reel go. The movie is no longer a movie - it's a three hour rehash left-turn to boringsville with self congratulatory morality and putrid saccharine lectures. P. U.