I have to believe in a world outside my own mind. I have to believe that my actions still have meaning, even if I can’t remember them. I have to believe that when my eyes are closed, the world’s still there. Do I believe the world’s still there? Is it still out there?

– Leonard Shelby

Leonard Shelby can form no new memories following a tragic trauma. And yet he pursues revenge – constructing a case to reveal the truth of who is to blame for his suffering through, meticulous records and routine…

A film about justice, revenge and ultimately truth. Is “truth” subjective – at the mercy of a manipulator of memories, or our own desires…

So you lie to yourself to be happy. There’s nothing wrong with that. We all do it. – Teddy

… or can truth be true for its own sake?

Memory can change the shape of a room; it can change the colour of a car. And memories can be distorted. They’re just an interpretation, they’re not a record, and they’re irrelevant if you have the fact


Brilliant and disturbing film that challenges the western blend of thought that suggests truth is un-knowable and only subjective. Nolan plays with chronology – coding it with colour: the scenes that are in reverse chronological order are  in colour, the scenes in “time sequence” are in black and white. The film boldly progresses towards the crescendo – the middle of the story…

Loved it.


Someone has to pay, Lenny. Somebody always pays. – Teddy