District 9

I've been cycling between day and night shifts, which leaves some odd chunks of time off in the middle of the day. So a few days ago, unable to decide whether I should be sleeping in the middle of the afternoon, I went to see District 9. Then on my very next shift, a young man came in having his first psychotic episode. The subject of his psychosis? Among other things, he believed that he was trapped in -- District 9! By the end of my shift, I was beginning to suspect that I was, too.