if i had a nickel for every tightly wound mystery where prosopagnosia is both plot-critical and a metaphor (which is a whole thing ofc), and which ends in a scene where, amid everything going up in flames, the suffering of the past (as a metaphor for generational memory) proves that time is not Markov and different results can arise from the powerful forcing the same situation to happen again and again:
i'd have a nickel for Glass Onion and a nickel for 999: 9 Hours 9 Persons 9 Doors
