The sis and I went to see “The Illusionist” this Friday. I have to tell you, it has been a while (perhaps since V for Vendetta) that I’ve found a movie intellectually stimulating. A must see if you ask me.
Movie is a tale of magic, love, philosophy and enchantment. Filmed with a cinematic technique that gives it a feel of old tale, a legend being told again and again. The tale of a romance that survived all odds, a hushed inspirational tale stretched to fictional proportions and handed down by word of mouth, potentially as a bed time story. The events themselves are set against an even older backdrop than cinematic technique would reveal. Think back to a time where Europe was ruled by Lords and Barons and wars were waged and politics resolved through marriage. A time where people seek inspiration and entertainment, and where amidst this all an illusionist is born.
Eisenheim: Everything you have seen here has been an illusion.
Edward Norton delivers a chilling performance as the charismatic illusionist who raises the dead, slows down time, speeds it up and disappears. Take nothing you see for granted as the story unwinds, romance is challenged and murder mysteries are solved.
I leave you with a quote:
Eisenheim: From the moment we enter this live we are in the flow of it. We measure it and We mock it, but we cannot defy it. We cannot even speed it up or slow it down. Or can we? Have we not each experienced the sensation that a beautiful moment seemed to pass to quickly, and wished that we could make it linger? Or felt time slow on a dull day, and wished that we could speed things up a bit?