Shot at the beginning - in through open door towards outside - nice homage to The Searchers.
A mystery thriller that doesn’t deliver on the genre conventions and is more of an exploration on the difference between people and how the environment shapes behaviour and response. Feels frustrating precisely because it doesn’t respect genre while it uses it to propel action forward.
Script has holes. Pushes the plausibility range of many beats:
The old cop performs the weirdest and soon silliest criminalistic investigation on a human foot, wearing cleaning rubber gloves;
He twists the hand of a low rank gangster to accept a mobile phone (no mobile phones allowed in the gang) which is scripted just to buzz at the wrong moment and give the gangster in.
The main character lacks basic wits to drive his GF to the bus station because “it’s in the other direction”, a move that kills them both.
(Boy, am I envious over Mr. Mirică, or what? Good job, dude, anyway.)