I really enjoyed the discussion about who’s the failure, cold cruel father, or unsuccessful, trophy room son. I doubt I could ever call either a success, but I definitely feel that being a son from those awful parents, he did better than I probably would have. Both sons are screwed up, there’s no doubt, but at least both are searching for something more than the awful family business. I actually had a hard time watching Gates of Heaven, it was almost painful. They were struggling so much, and the parents didn’t even have a clue. Sitting in trophies to show off that you’re successful never helped anybody. Blasting music through amps at animal carcases is a little weird, even for me. Not to say, also humorous. But, I’m off topic. Cal just seems like pure evil to me. In fact he reminded me of a not as witty or funny Al Pacino in The Devil’s Advocate. Cold, cruel and living for one purpose-power. Neither care who they crush on the way, family included.