The Killing Kind

Do you accept who you are? is the core question of this film. It left me horribly sick, thinking of the dreams/goals I have and working to attain them. What do you have in your nature, that impedes you?

This is the anti-BourneIdentity, the protagonist has been mentored in the ways of killing, and well-rewarded for his excellence. He's burning out, though, troubled by his actions (torture and kill), he seeks oblivion. A chance encounter with an old schoolmate in need draws the lives of normal people into the dark world he now inhabits. And it doesn't end nicely.