I loved this movie. At first you do not know what to expect. Twenty minutes into the film, right after the terrible accident in the factory, for which Trevor is blamed (Christian Bale) in which a worker loses his arm, and after he declares to her prostitute “girlfriend” that he hasn’t slept in one year, and you see his naked chest resembling a living skeleton or a concentration camp refugee, you cannot take your eyes away from the terrible events that occur, one after another, giving the audience only small hints as to what is really going on. Everything goes downhill for Trevor from this point on.
How can remorse mess someone up and alter his or her life? That is the constant question director Brad Anderson tries to give answer to. And he does this incredibly well, with scenes that keep you going until the very end. Trevor experiences hallucinations and cannot separate them from real life. He even believes his work colleagues are plotting against him. The terrible truth is much simpler, but equally disturbing. This is definitely a must-see.
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