The Prestige

Interestings. Second view of a film I very much enjoyed the first time around. Plenty of magic, illusion and the feeling of a hat being pulled over your eyes. Quite significant hats too. Sorry I'm rambling. It's really bloody hard to write much about this without giving anything away and spoilering and I love you too much for that dear reader. Hopefully one day we can meet up for some warm milk and discuss this film properly.

I will say though that you might not quite understand it even if you think you understand it. If you understand me? What I've just seen for the second time is still swimming around in my brain and simple things have changed into contradictory frown bringers. Which would be a great name for a band.

Mrs Fletch enjoyed it which was pleasing. Although I felt a slight twinge of hurt when she made a derisory comment about the appearance of David Bowie. The man is a legend. I just find him an incredibly compelling personality no matter what he does. Even when he wears decidedly non-child-friendly pantaloons in Labyrinth that leave very little of little David to the imagination. There were some other small parts (oh behave) that caught my attention in this too. I swear the magician at the beginning is Morrie the wig guy from Goodfellas. Actually hang on a minute.....

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.....hmmm, appears I was wrong. Although I have just learnt that the guy who played Morrie was once Robert De Niro's estate agent and has been in several other films with him. Nice trivia gain there. Where was I? Yes, other small parts in the film include the Piper Perabo lady who still has an odd face and a silly name and still hasn't been forgiven for Coyote Ugly.

You should definitely see The Prestige. It's slow but fascinating, clever but simple and magical but mechanical. And it's directed by the man hero that is Chris Nolan who, not once in this tapestry of type (tripe?) did I praise for his 'cinematic sleights of hand' like some poncey reviewers would have done for this film. So I saved you from spoilers and pretentious/lazy analysis - you can thank me later over a glass of warm milk.