Well, and interesting film that centres on the perils of addiction. Philip Seymour Hoffman is a banker who’s recently been given a payrise and a promotion! He’s a lending manager of some sort, but… also has a gambling problem. I think you can see where this is going.

The point of interest in the story is that Mahoney is such a blimmin nice guy. Hoffman puts in his usual performance as the slightly bumbling fat guy he does sometimes, which kind of makes him more endearing to the audience. On top of that, Mahoney is just a usual guy, with a usual job, and a usual girlfriend (with an awful haircut), so the everyman identification level is further lifted.

Essentially, to cut to the chase, Mahoney has a big debt to a local gangster of some sort so he writes a fictional loan to cover himself in the short term. He loses the loan money in Atlantic City, so he loans himself more to try and win it all back.

Once again, I think you can see where this is headed. The film is “based on a true story” and the truly amazing thing is how much money the real-life Mahoney flushed down the gurgler. The guy earned $22k a year, but apparently defrauded and amounted debts of $10mil!!

What a bloody trooper. Now that’s [kind of] the committment you want to see in an employee.

Otherwise? Meh.