A preachy, small film about a guilt ridden husband that take his anger out inappropriately. He twists up an old man who then shoots himself in a state of panic and anxiety. He proudly boxes his way across the street to argue with women going into a clinic for exams that range in nature. Self righteously taught young men how to box who then all challenge a group of women some with cancer to a street melee. The character doesn't level with his shrink, his minister or his wife until two people die, thanks to his overblown view of himself. He considers himself to be a 'minister' though he has no seminary experience. Too bad: the movie was not well balanced.