The Iraq war continues to churn out drama focusing on human interest stories and narratives with a personal touch...but this is the only one worth widening the pupils for. Meritorious acting...strong enough to get the attention of the trophy chucking committees...brilliant direction...and the sort of hazy bordered cinematography we've come to expect of home grown output.

Gareth McLean sells it in a paragraph:
''Certainly Nesbitt's Mike Swift, whose rescue of an injured Iraqi girl initiates the events that will change all three men, is fascinating, nuanced and award-worthy. On returning home, there's a wonderful scene in which he walks into a silent house, into the kitchen and boils the kettle. That's all that happens, but it speaks volumes about a man out of place in his own home. "Something's shifted in these characters and, in the case of Mike, he ceases to be emotionally honest with his family from the moment he gets home.''