It's one of those films where you see something happen at the beginning and you're not sure what you're watching. Is it a flash back? A flash forward or what? Then for the next couple of hours you're led around the captivatingly bleak life of Trevor (played by a shockingly emaciated Christian Bale) and you try to put the pieces together to figure what's going on: Why isn't he eating or sleeping? Who's this guy in the red car? Why does the director keep showing us clocks with the time 1:30 on them? I guess Lost fans must spend much of their life in this state of mild bemusement and I think it's designed to make the viewer feel a bit clever without actually requiring much of them. Anyway, every solution you come up with is wrong and the truth, when you learn it, is probably significantly less shocking than some of the scenarios you've managed to cook up in the mean time.
A good point of comparison is Memento but The Machinist isn't that good.
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