Touched off by a traffic accident with reverberations that spark an ugly game of vengeance, "Changing Lanes" could have been an electrifying portrait of urban rage run amuck.
It has all the right ingredients to be a strong entry in a micro-genre that includes David Fincher's "Fight Club" and Joel Schumacher's fired-man-on-a-rampage film "Falling Down." It's tense, it's troubling, it's strongly acted and directed, and it's uncomfortably true to life.
But "Changing Lanes" has one insurmountable hurdle: 60 percent of the movie is spent trying to make a rich, lying, conniving, completely unprincipled Manhattan lawyer seem sympathetic. Not only sympathetic, but as sympathetic as his nemesis, a struggling father and recovering alcoholic who is trying as hard as he can to be a good dad so his ex-wife won't move across the country with their two kids.
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