At last, Saddam Hussein, the fearful monster of my childhood, the shotgun waver, the dictator, hanged for one-tenth of his crimes. If I want to explain how my childhood has been mixed up with his face and name, let me just recall the days, each morning my father was leaving home for work, I wasn't sure if I could see his face a second time. Each time the earsplitting alert was spreading to the town, and the bombers' voice were filling the sky, we were shivering in underground to see if we could taste the security another moment in our life.
by the way, he is gone... I'm sure with a fear of death, fear of the real judiciary waiting for him.

Match Point is well produced and well developed movie, in a totally non Hollywood atmosphere (which I admire!), with a great influence on its audience, I swear!
But there's something wrong with this movie I think. The picture calmly induces the possibility of being evil and getting out of a filthy condition with enough self provided justifications for all guilt a man can do. (do you recall anything more guilty than killing innocents?)
even the single sentence in the beginning of the movie "I rather like to be lucky than good" wouldn't wash out the dirt out of the nasty feeling that you may not get rid of such condition with not being lucky but good.
I really enjoyed the production of the film, but I still think ethical issues should be considered in such movies.