The Prestige Review

Can you imagine me lounging in leather slippers, fully draped in a silk bath robe, sipping 25 year old scotch while watching The Prestige on my 100in. television set?

Well, that's how I do things.

My agent shipped over a copy of The Prestige for me to view this last weekend. I had nothing to do really, I just had a couple of broads (one of them younger than the scotch mind you) laying around the house looking at tear sheets and whatnot.

At first The Prestige seemed to be a bad movie with bad acting and bad accents, but then I realized that one of the bad accents wasn't an accent at all, it was Michael Caine talking in that annoying voice. Then we have Batman trying to act his way out of a wet paper bag. It was laughable really.

I'm done.

Movie Review Guy.