It was raining hard that night. Lights were flashing. Tension cut through the waves of water washing against the cold cement. A choice had to be made, but if that choice were made, an innocent life would be ripped away. But time was running out, and we can't stand still forever. And in the heart of chaos, a bullet rang out.
Is life random? Are all the experiences that we live through just mere occurrences, or are they the hands that mold us into who we become? Is there such a thing called fate? Is there a plan to our lives, or do we tell ourselves that because we are afraid that if we don't, we'll find ourselves lost in chaos?
What is chaos? If the world was never touched by war, would we know peace? If hearts were never shattered, would we understand love and loss? If we did not fall time and time again, would we ever learn? Who would we be, if everything was in order, and life was predictable? Would we find the artists of today, if there were no darkness, no depression to light the fires of hope and inspiration lying dormant within them? Without chaos, we would be undefined, and the world would be silent.
Tragedy spilled across the bridge like a river of tears, and water washed the blood away. Flashing police lights lit up the night, and cold steel was gripped tight. Gunfire silenced two lives, one innocent and one guilty, and two men stood at the line of fire. But they stood too close and got burned, and the cry for justice overwhelmed the call of duty. And chaos reigned.
Armed men stormed the bank, and the alarm was triggered. But for one rookie, this would not be a regular heist but a deadly game of cat and mouse, and with perseverance would Shane Dekker tangle with the clues, pulling him deeper and deeper into a plot shrouded with mystery and vengeance. And the game is a foot, and misdirection is key. And as the clues fall into place, a pattern forms, and nothing is at all random but the endgame of one closing the door on life lived no longer.
A true masterpiece such as Chaos joins the ranks of movies such as L.A. Confidential, Usual Suspects, Fight Club, and The Game. With every twist and turn, we grab at the clues, trying to piece together the puzzle, but the ending is never what we think. And characters flawed and heroes undefined hold our gaze as we watch them push themselves further into the mystery that surrounds them, on the hunt to bring down the villain, but is the villain more than we realize? And as we tumble toward the ending, nothing is what it seems, and we are left to rewind backward, seeking what we originally missed.
Chaos is a brilliantly written, intricate web that catches us from the beginning with its tale of tragedy and then showers us with pieces of a bank robbery gone south. The cast of actors steps up to bat and brings to life characters that grip us tight with mystery, drama, and dedication, and we follow their steps along the chase for one that lets chaos reign. But as the ending unfolds, we catch our breath, stunned, and with such storytelling, we are find ourselves torn between hero and villain.
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