There will be spoilers) If you haven’t watched this series, watch it first, then read. The plot is brief: Patrick, a representative of the British aristocracy, learns about the death of his father and goes to America to collect his ashes. Patrick uses cocaine, heroin and other drugs, tries to quit, but is subject to severe withdrawal symptoms and breaks down again. Patrick takes his father's ashes and ends up quitting drugs, finding love and starting a family. Patrick hated his father and doesn't particularly like his mother. Throughout the series, we are shown fragments from his childhood: a tyrant father who sexually abused him at the age of 7-9, and an indifferent, narrow-minded alcoholic mother. A few years after the death of Patrick's father, his mother becomes seriously ill and decides to give away a luxurious house to some sect that has gained her trust. Patrick is shocked by this news, he breaks down and starts drinking again, cheats on his wife, they get divorced and he begins to live separately in a small apartment, left without an inheritance and previous financial opportunities. At the end of the series, Patrick buries his mother and again goes to the Alcoholics Anonymous club, is treated for addiction and maintains relationships with his ex-wife and children. So, what is interesting about this film from the point of view of the psyche of the main character. Patrick is a person with a very unstable psyche. Sexual abuse from his father and indifference from his mother made him this way. Patrick's father is an aggressive and cruel person; all family members, friends, and staff at home are afraid of him. There is a scene in the film where he puts his hand into a bathtub full of boiling water and his face shows masochistic pleasure, which shows us his tendency to hurt others and himself. His phrase, which he told his son, is indicative: “causing pain is a manifestation of love.” One can only guess what happened in his life that formed such a perverted understanding of this feeling. What imprint can a father's violence leave? The child perceives his father and mother as “the beginning of himself”, this is “where I take my roots from” (of course, this is not about the child being aware of all this, this is perceived at the level of feelings). Father and mother are two parts of me. Everything that I see in them, everything that I observe in them is in me (even if I really don’t want to). If one of the parents treats the child very cruelly, then the child develops a cruel attitude towards himself. Father is a part of me - a cruel part of me - a part of me that is cruel to me. Patrick's mother is a weak-willed drinking woman who comes from a wealthy family. She is constantly under the influence of some drugs that she mixes with alcohol. A woman is constantly somewhere in another reality, devastated and downtrodden. She is very afraid of her husband and, suppressing fear with drugs, at the same time suppresses her mother’s anxiety about her son. The son loves her, is drawn to her, but she, knowing his father’s jealousy, pushes him away and does not protect him. One day she tells her son: “The rich should share with the poor and help those in need.” This shows her desire for charity (which she did at the end of the film, giving away the house to unknown people), a conditioned desire to atone for sins. Here you can guess that her main sin is maternal weakness, she knows that her son needs to be saved, but does not do it. Already as an adult, Patrick gains the strength to tell his mother about what his father did to him: - his father raped me. - me too. “He raped me too,” the mother says without a drop of compassion or horror. After this conversation, Patrick understands that his mother knew everything, but did nothing to protect her own son. One can only imagine how painful it is to understand this. At his mother's funeral, Patrick does not feel grief, but only anger and horror at her inaction and indifference. An imprint from a mother who is indifferent to the child’s suffering. Mother is a part of me - an indifferent part of me - a part of me indifferent to my suffering. An “inability” to help oneself is formed (or, more correctly, the ability to.