Memento

“you don't want the truth you make up your own truth”. dude this whole fucking movie was utter bullshit i didn’t know what the fuck was going on ( as per usual for a christopher nolan film) until the ending and it all started piecing together. Whole time he was fusing memories to cope with what he had done.  “my wife wasn’t diabetic” “you sure”  my heart fell to my ass oh gosh i’m still trying to process this whole movie.