Barry Champlain is a talk radio host with an attitude that makes most rude, nonchalant DJs look like angels. He has his show in Dallas, where he gets abuse from all walks of life, and he gives as much as he gets.
When he finds out he's going to be on national radio through syndication, Barry freaks out a bit and starts hurling more abuse, rebelling and just generally causing his colleagues to have reservations about his mental state.
Barry even nearly breaks down, when he gets calls that ring true to him, his cold, self-loathing has made others feel they need to tell him what they feel, and Barry feels alone and cold.
This is an amazing piece of work from both Oliver Stone and Eric Bogosian, who actually wrote the story. The conflict, hate, self-questioning that Barry does is amazing and well captured. I like the way we get to see Barry loose it, his quiet indifference which shows that really deep down he does care about stuff, and the calls do make him feel bad - and he lashes out at people because that's all he knows; after all he's not a psychologist - he was a suit seller in the mall. I also like the way he sort of had a mid-life crisis and wanted to see his ex-wife again, he seems to be digging in the past to find out why his future isn't so clear.
You have to see this, it obviously won't appeal to everyone, but the acting, presentation and eventual outcome will have you thinking about this film days after you've watched it.