Memento
The only truth in this film is that everything is a lie.
Memento's structure is wildly disorienting at first, but once it clicks, it becomes oddly addictive. I found myself anticipating the next scene not to see what happens next, but to see what just happened before. Every new reveal recontextualizes the last, and watching it all slowly collapse into the beginning is… genius.
In true Nolan fashion, it’s now firmly on my infinitely rewatchable list. There’s so much more buried here—truths, lies, motivations—that I know I’ll only start to uncover with time.