I think we can all say
that we were excited by the fact that the poster boy for magic, Harry Pott…sorry
Daniel Randcliff, was seen in the trailer for Now You See Me 2; our magic wands
became a little harder. The first one was amazing to watch, even the second or
third time. I will watch the movie every now and then just to keep my life a
little more interesting. It reminds me of Ocean’s eleven if the eleven had never
had sex with women without paying for it, although picturing Henley Reeves
(Isla Fisher) with another woman……sorry lost the point there for a second. Sadly
though she is nowhere to be seen in the second film, living up to the whole now
you see me, now you don’t. She is in fact replaced by an eager to please both
as a magician and as Jack Wilder’s rabbit in the hat….okay so coming up with a metaphor
for sex buddy with a magician angle was harder than I thought. Or it could be
that I just don’t care. The movie didn’t put any effort into keeping me
entertained, so I won’t offer them any in return. All these big name actors and
this is what you offer me? Morgan Freeman, Mark Ruffalo, Michael Caine, come on
man. At least show me something new. The first movie I did not see any of it
coming, and like a having sex with the lights off, I couldn’t walk afterwards
and had no idea why. The second was more of a hand job in a dodgy bathroom of a
restaurant that is at least a C on the health scale. Kind of embarrassing and
left me wanting more afterwards. There is this whole science versus magic angle
they went for which is about as original as the “I got your nose” bit. In the
first film, the Four Horsemen played the Robin Hoods and hand movements instead
of a bow, which lead to the debate of whether they were in the right or not,
and had a twist ending that I still don’t see coming. Now they play the
runaways trying to find out who is behind this plot to destroy them…oh gee I wonder.
Although the twist is still there, it was too little too late. Like having the
worse hand job in world only to find out afterwards that it was Kate Dennings
giving it to you right at the end, which still doesn’t rank next to having the
best sex ever with a complete stranger and still not know her name. At least I didn’t
have to pay for it, the movie too.
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