In the eloquence of this unnatural script, the humdinger exchange goes: “I was on that flight.” “I nearly killed you.” “No, you saved me.” Later on, Sarah’s jealous artist boyfriend Jonas ( Sam Reid) puts on a hologram display that shows the exact images Dylan has been seeing. There’s a meet-cute which is one for the books, in which he meets an art curator named Sarah ( Teresa Palmer, in a definitively thankless role) whose plane he almost caused to hit another plane on the runway. There’s an interesting point to explore in this concept about how things seem to run into pattern or repetition, but instead this movie is aimed towards a love story. City ambience or something else? Even stranger, he sees very similar patterns at Grand Central station-couples hugging, a pregnant woman, a group of school kids-and at the exact time of 2:22pm, some type of malfunction happens at the station, glass randomly shattering or light bulbs exploding above. When biking to Grand Central Station in the mornings, he notices different people doing the same thing in the same order-women laughing, a person saying “can I help you?”, a car horn, etc. It helps him do his job where he is able to see flight plans with a savant quality (or at least that’s how it’s presented), but it starts to pop up elsewhere in his life. Michiel Huisman plays an air traffic controller who notices the patterns in life, as stated by his clunky opening voiceover. Or, as with much of this overwrought movie, maybe it means very little at all. With time titles rarely making its way into any medium, what are the chances of two on the same day and for even numbers? Maybe it means something.
It arrives to theaters and VOD the same day as a JAY-Z album that also favors numbers, 4:44. The most memorable facet of chintzy coincidence thriller “2:22” is its strange timing.
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