A rising politician indulging in sexy escorts is not an expression of his dark side — it’s a symbol of his private side. The only person who needed to be seriously concerned about John F. Kennedy‘s catting around was Jacqueline Bouvier Kennedy, and it’s been abundantly proven that his sexual escapades never once got in the way of his Oval Office duties or decisions. (On the other hand texting photos of your bulging manhood to an extra-marital interest is proof of idiocy and/or self-destructiveness.) And by the way, I love the fact that Ray Winstone is playing a crafty investigative journalist. Hollywood hasn’t let him play anything other than goons and thugs for the last 20-odd years.