"Remember the Sabbath and keep it holy."
On Christmas eve a taxi driver is compelled by his former mistress to leave home and family to search for her husband. The quest is Kafkaesque, gloomy and bleak, leading to the fringes of the city, parts of society outside all holiday's. We are supposed to glimpse the hunger within us all, here the loneliness of women, including at the last moment, to our surprise, the man's own wife. The conflict between the man and the mistress is often notched up just for dramatic effect; there seems no point to a police chase other than for the excitement of the chase. A naked man repeatedly walks through dragging a Christmas tree, lamenting "Where is my home?" (an example of spurious symbolism). The search itself turns out to be spurious, an allegory. Moral: honor god, his Sabbath, by succoring your fellow mortals. There is no other relief.