I seldom stop watching a documentary because I always learn something, but this one was the great exception. Cardboard acting, stilted, awkward dialogue and the amount (can't believe I'm saying this) of SMOKING-cigars, cigarettes-to indicate men in power doing important things, or pondering important things, verged on fetishism. "Oral fixation" doesn't begin to cover it. JP Morgan in front of a congressional committee pulling on a big fat stogie (has his own ash tray) and blowing out a cloud, while the room waits in anticipation. BEYOND distracting, laughable in a sad way, and-I am sure-inaccurate. Also has anyone seen JP Morgan? The nose is the thing. (Think Carl Malden.) Not even close. Finally, the theme music, poorly conceived hip hop urban interpretation of what ? "Every dollar gotta D"? This could have been a really interesting documentary, but production elements were so ill conceived it became unwatchable.