Directed by Darren Aronofsky
This film always reminds me of a friend of mine, who is quite good with computers and suffers from migraines. He believes he is better off than me, as I have extreme bone pain from a condition called Multiple Hereditary Exostoses. I always think he has it worse and really, I should be the authority on the subject as I have had both (don't eat the sandwiches at Sainsburys). Anyway, cluster headaches trump everything.
Max Cohen is an unemployed number theorist who suffers from cluster headaches. He believes that everything can be understood by numbers and is intent on figuring out the stock market through calculations on his computer. His computer comes up with a 216 digit number that Max initially believes has no meaning, but later discovers could be the answer he was looking for. Doesn't he know that the answer to the universe is 42?
The movie was effective in creating a mood; everything seemed to contribute to the overall feeling of intensity and near hysteria. In lesser hands (or perhaps with a bigger budget) this could easily be a mindless thriller: mathematician discovers a secret that some agency wants so they come after him, causing many explosions and cringeworthy quips. However, this was a thoughtful movie and I felt a deep connection with the main character.
I also felt for the ending, as my friend told me he fantasizing about doing the same thing.
Most of the props on set were hot glued together. The smell caused nausea in many crew members.