A Republican's wet dream on the one hand; Pulling yourself up by your own bootstraps from the depths of homelessness through sheer hard work and 'never say die' dilligence to become a multi-millionaire stockbroker in Reagan's America - on the other hand, a stirring story of the hidden innermost fears of any parent and breadwinner, the fear that it can all be swept away and you can find yourself out on the street without a dime with a family to support. I didn't find Smith's performance to be any better or worse than anything else he's ever done (I actually really liked him in Six Degrees of Separation years ago and at the time thought he had a great future ahead of him until he started churning out vapid hollywood star turns with sickening regularity), and the father/son angle didn't touch as many buttons as it could have (even being a father myself - perhaps this would have been very moving to me in the early years of my fatherhood) -- but the story really had me squirming in my seat at places, and I have to admit to a few tears at the end. Not bad, I liked it, but really nothing I'd likely ever watch again.