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[nonionay]

I just watched The Prestige with Keffy. Now, there were a few moments when my suspension of disbelief was shattered, or the torments the characters were put through became too much. I knew it was going to be a long movie, and I was tempted to turn it off. But it had so many cool things, and I was looking forward to David Bowie, so we kept going.
I'm glad I did.

Let's just say, the kind of fucked-uppery going on in this movie is the reason I write, the reason I read books or watch movies. Perhaps, even, the very reason I exist!

And I even might say I'm glad for the faults, because during some boring on-screen dialogue, Keffy and I gleefully discussed the fucked-uppery.

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[westrider.livejournal.com]

I was pretty sure y'all would find that one worthwhile.

[kehrli.livejournal.com]

I almost stopped watching. I was this close to getting up and leaving because I was like "ARGH THEY JUST KEEP DESTROYING THINGS, AND THE END IS JUST GOING TO BE 'rocks fall, everyone dies'."

But I was like "yeah, but I have to see David Bowie."

Of course, then it totally redeemed itself and I am in love. It was a very well made movie.

"See? He's all right."
"But... where's his brother?"