Ty Burr
June 07, 2002 AT 04:00 AM EDT

Random characters collide like errant billiards, a yuppie lawyer (Matthew McConaughey) gets his comeuppance while a naive young housecleaner (Clea DuVall) loses all faith, and the screen fills with long, still shots of empty streets. Yes, it’s one of those earnest cinematic treatises on fate, happiness, and human connection. There are luminous performances, but a genteel tone of despair drags the whole thing down. Still, if you’re in the right damp-wool mood, you may connect.

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