Too late! They've both been trumped by The Illusionist, a more satisfying entertainment that explores the same esoteric territory: magicians as superstars in late-19th-century Europe.
Angier (Jackman) and Borden (Bale) are London magicians who become bitter foes after a stunt goes horribly wrong. While The Prestige masquerades as a romance, the film chiefly concerns the men's insufferable competitiveness. They act like extreme-sports junkies with adrenaline to burn — and not much sense.
Nor does the film involve much wonder for magic itself. Rather than tantalizing illusions, it offers magic that's revealed as not-so-cheap tricks. We see the guts of the gizmos and the sneakiness of the stunts, while each man tries to one-up the other — at any cost.
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The film also applies misdirection, which is what magic is all about. Not everything is as it seems, not when there's money to be made, reputations to be carved, body-doubles to be used and surprise endings to be sprung.
With Christopher Nolan (Memento) directing, its time-jumbled narrative also never really clicks. It's more confusing than absorbing.
The film has fine period details and a strong supporting cast, which includes Michael Caine and David Bowie as magic-driven men.
Oh, yes — Scarlett Johansson plays a showy stage assistant who bounces between the rivals. But it's a bland, thankless role, so don't expect much. The real magic would be for Hollywood to start giving women as many meaty roles as it lavishes on men.
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