I shall never grow weary of venturing out in my pink fedora

The Machinist is the creepiest-ass movie I have ever seen. And while I adore the delectable Molly Crabapple, she and I are mutually agreed that neither of us is the large, bravado-providing hunk of meat with whom it would've been more prudent to see this film.

On an incidental note, the lead character in The Machinist is prominently seen reading "The Idiot," which launched Molly and I into a post-cinema conversation about Dostoevsky, during which she said: "I first read Crime and Punishment in the mountains in Kurdistan when I thought I was going to die."

All this from a lass of twenty-one.