The film seems at least peripherally aware that what he does to his family is unconscionable, so the pathos comes from the bitter irony of the cost of his new found self-awareness.

Far from an action-packed thriller, this cerebral look deep inside a very disturbed mind is as hypnotic as it is unsettling.

Neither Swicord's best efforts to lend some subtle perspective to Howard's unreliable narration, nor Cranston's entertaining hamminess in the lead role, are enough to justify the time spent with this sniveling character.