It doesn't take 90 minutes to drive to London!
My friend Helen and me decided to watch this because we like Tom Hardy. We were incredibly disappointed. A few things come to mind--
1) It does not take 90 minutes to drive to downtown London. Unless he was working in a different country, England is not that big. I've been to London many times, and the trains got us from the airport to downtown in a flash. The fact that the traffic was light and there was no gridlock confused us; how is it taking him an eternity to drive to the city? What a horrible commute.
2) You can't get fired if you're the boss. He owned the company and built skyscrapers. He got fired for no reason. Donald, the idiot coworker, should have been sacked for being a big whining baby on the phone to him. The fact that he continued to want to work after the fake termination made us cringe more. He was making six figures- he made the decisions, not Donald or the other guy he spoke to in the Indian restaurant.
3) His wife was a real tool. All he did was sleep with his secretary. *beep* happens. He was going to see the baby. That was it. She could have been more reasonable.
4) No conclusion. His commute was so long that even after the movie ended he was still driving. Didn't make an ounce of sense.