Ryan Gilbey finds the portrayal of therapy on film so much worse than its portrayal on TV:
Those hours of television provide space for the riveting essence of psychoanalysis: the fumbling misunderstandings; the drawn-out silences; the sheer, staring-at-the-wall nothingness. What cinema’s prevailing view of therapy cannot countenance is that mysteries aren’t always wrapped up in time for the closing credits. They take a long time to crack, or they get taken to the grave.
And then there is therapy on the web.
The Dish 