There’s a lovely moment in the 1993 thriller Falling Down when the Michael Douglas character realises that he is indeed the Bad Guy in the plot.
I like being in a position of accountability and have been a magnet for responsibility since my first job back in Baker’s Arms, Leyton, East London in the early 90’s. Things can easily turn sour when I don’t get my own way, my traits of leadership spin to being a tyrant and bully with an unrelenting fist of self-destruction. Basically, if I can’t have happiness you can’t either.
….but wait, this is just a movie, right?
Today, I AM the Bad guy so back off