The Prestige
Review
by Clint Morris
We
know what our legs are for- walking, we know our hands are for – to
reach the remote, we know what our mouths are for – to lip-sync to
Jamie-Lynn Spears tracks, and we know what the device between our
storks are for – ogling, but what about the pile of mush that’s buried
deep within the cranium? Any idea what this so-called ‘brain’ is for?
Well, I’ll tell ya – it’s for watching a Christopher Nolan movie. Don’t
switch it on for one of the filmmaker’s mind-twists, and you’ll be as
lost at Sea as Wilson the Volleyball. Like his breakthrough mind trip Memento – not so much Batman Begins; though it too was a brilliant movie – The Prestige
will split its audience into two distinct segments: those who’ll be
stopping in at the 7-Eleven on the way home for a satchel of Panadol,
and those who won’t be. This pilot? Well, he’s without
headache, but in some respects, he wishes he were. After all, it’s the
sign of a great cinematic brainteaser, right? So off the bat,
Christopher Nolan has let us down: his film isn’t as smart as it lets
on it is. “Every great magic trick consists of three acts”,
Michael Caine’s character, magician’s aide Cutter, informs us at the
start of the film. “ The first act is called "The Pledge"; The magician
shows you something ordinary, but of course... it probably isn't. The
second act is called "The Turn"; The magician makes his ordinary some
thing do something extraordinary. Now if you're looking for the
secret... you won't find it, that's why there's a third act called,
"The Prestige"; this is the part with the twists and turns, where lives
hang in the balance, and you see something shocking you've never seen
before.” Its assumed that all three steps have a place to play,
all are all vital ingredients of the swindle and are stages that only
get better with each one that follows. Pity this rule doesn’t apply to
three-act feature films. The first part, The Pledge, where we
meet budding musicians, Rupert Angier (Hugh Jackman) and Alfred Borden
(Christian Bale), is quite compelling. The characters’ fortitude and
inscrutability gives the impression that there’s better stuff to come.
When a loved one’s untimely death tears the two apart, it opens up the
floodgates to an infinite possibilities. The second part, The
Turn, is where things start to go a bit awry – but no less interesting.
This is where our characters ultimately try and outsmart each other in
the trick department, going to some pretty malicious measures to one up
one another. In essence, the two men are basically trying to steal each
other’s tricks from one another – using whatever method needed to do
so. “The man stole my life. I steal his trick”, as Rupert says. The
final act, The Prestige, should be the big pay-off – but it’s not. The
film’s big twist is predicted by most way too early, and even then
Nolan carries on with the assumption that nobody has any idea what he’s
got up his sleeve. Thing is, his twist isn’t that smart… it’s actually
a pretty lazy one… and once you’ve guessed it – which, as I said, will
probably occur way before the third act kicks in – there’s little else
to do but count down the minutes until the ‘people in the film’ catch
up with you. A little more mystery, and maybe a later reveal, may have
worked – but with such a bland twist, it may not have made any
difference. Having said that, two out of three acts are quite
solid – and that’s usually the basis of a good film. Jackman and Bale
are their usually superb self, the screenplay is (sans the twist) very
strong and captivating, and the production design is outstanding. A
sure sign of whether a film is enjoyable or not is whether you’re
wiggling your ass like a hooker on a pole by the two-hour mark, and
this doesn’t evoke any such restlessness. Just a pity it didn’t encompass a little more ‘magic’. 3.5 out
of 5
The Prestige
Australian release: 16th November, 2006
Cast: Hugh Jackman, Christian Bale, Michael Caine, David Bowie, Scarlett Johansson
Director: Christopher Nolan
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