The movie performs its best trick in the first 45 seconds: it’s simple, captured live on set, and, most importantly, it’s played on the audience. Then we get to watch from the sidelines as more and more implausible stuff happens that’s only made possible by blatant editing tricks and a whole heap of CG. Plus, for one scene with Jesse Eisenberg, we have to endure fifteen starring Mark Ruffalo at his gruffest, and I can’t stand that anymore.
That cold open sold a much better movie. Just go and watch The Prestige again instead.
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