Film

The Machinist

Name: The Machinist
Genre: Thriller, Drama
Released: 2004
Cast: Christian Bale, Jennifer Jason Leigh, Aitana Sánchez-Gijón, John Sharian, Michael Ironside

A skeletal Christian Bale carries this lean, industrial-grey thriller about a lathe operator who hasn't slept in a year and is starting to see things — or people — that no one else can. It's slow, dread-soaked and deliberately uncomfortable, more psychological horror than jump-scare movie. Watch it for the performance and the mood; don't expect easy answers along the way.

TMDb rating

7.5

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