This isn't a movie for people who have barely survived abuse (of any kind) who have not also experienced at least some resolution to their grief. It's too intense for that. The story moves along slowly, with migraine-inducing depictions of the pressure cooker environment of trading. The scenes that are purely human interaction are not particularly satisfying, neither in content nor in execution, no doubt a purposeful choice of the director, and it is clear to the audience that there is something profoundly wrong with Mr. Tait; it is painful to watch him suffer not only in the flashback scenes but in the present, too. Much is revealed and some is resolved at the end of the movie. There is a touching interaction between Mr. Tait and a young South African doctor who tells him something revelatory. What this doctor says is as much for David Tait as it is for all who have suffered and who believe there is no love for them in the world because they have been told, falsely, they do not deserve it. The dysfunction, abuse in several forms and the behaviors of the people who would have you believe they are normal are all delivered with truth and realism.
