Officer Wendell "Bud" White, played by Russell Crowe with a fierce glare that somehow lasts the entire movie, starts pulling down Christmas lights and a plastic Santa to lure an abuser into his front lawn to take his well-deserved police brutality.
Christmas descends into the background thanks to LA's constant, mild temperatures, ample sunshine, and much of the movie taking place where the brightness of the holiday season is too scared to touch: the broken-down apartment where assaulted women are held hostage, negotiation rooms with suspects pissing their pants, musty "down in the basement" records rooms full of boxes of manila folders from twenty years ago you can almost smell through the screen, just to name a few.
The Heart Does Not Grow Back and his latest book The Escape of Light is gonna be a YA favorite of the next generation of fucked up teens. If you ever get the chance to hear him read live fucking jump - it's some rock star shit. Keep up with Fred at his website and follow him on Twitter @fredventurini. There, I said it.