There's a bravura recklessness to ''Beautiful People'' that perfectly fits its subject. In the random insanity of war, first-time feature director Jasmin Dizdar suggests, everything and nothing makes sense.
Thus, in his passionate, jumbled comedy about how the war in Bosnia affects a handful of people in 1993 England, a Serb and a Croat, having bloodied each other in a melee on a London bus, end up side by side in a city hospital ward, still trying to do each other in; an upper-class doctor falls in love with a refugee patient; another doctor, coping with his own marital mess, counsels a distraught woman, raped by soldiers, who wants to kill the baby she's carrying; and, in a spectacular sequence, a strung-out young lout finds himself plunged into battle, literally.
Bosnian-born Dizdar understands that audiences demand resolution, but, with particular pointedness, he also respects the ludicrousness of the idea of fate. None of the wryly described ''beautiful people'' in ''Beautiful People'' ever do exactly what we expect, and yet the film's final scenes form a kind of peace treaty to celebrate.
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