The Prestige by Christopher Priest
Nov. 6th, 2006 01:32 pmI'm going to see the film on Thursday, which from what I can tell seems to have made quite a few changes to the novel. Anyway, various people have been telling me for years that I would like the The Prestige if I read it, so I finally took it down off the shelf. Here's some notes, before it all drains from my memory in time honoured fashion:
The first few section was so slow I began to wonder why I was still reading, but I didn't want to put it down partly because I'd finally gone to the trouble of picking it up, and then things got weird. For Alfred Borden's double sets of notes I was thinking of shcizophrenia, not twins. I used to go out with a magician and one of the things he always used to say about working out how tricks were done was that you had to think of the logical way. Woman sawn in half and separated: those aren't her legs. They are currently bent backwards underneath her in a very uncomfortable fashion... a bit like the plot.
In that sense the whole story was a trick and I felt a bit like a lurking member of the audience, trying to spot the misdirection (and not suceeding very well, I have to admit). The effect of the book went: this is slow... this is slow... this is weird... this is really weird... this is aaaaaaagh!
The prestiges. I knew something very bad and wrong was up when Rupert Angier first mentioned the 'prestige materials'.
There had to be something like that, but I was genuinely taken aback by the idea that they had all remained perfectly perserved and even now I'm not sure why that had happened, as it's never explained.
Also, I have no idea what Andrew could do with Nicholas, maybe have him sitting around the place like some appalling ventriloquist's dummy. So, to sum up, I'm assuming that Rupert Angier transported himself back into his own dead body, came back to some kind of life and took up residence back at the Hall, and was still living there all those decades later when Andrew arrives. I did wonder for a while if Katherine's father was Rupert. There is a horrible sort of misery to the ending and the mirroring of Andrew and Rupert's fates, both stuck with versions of themselves that are alive yet not at the same time.
But yes, I do wonder how they've made it into a film.
The first few section was so slow I began to wonder why I was still reading, but I didn't want to put it down partly because I'd finally gone to the trouble of picking it up, and then things got weird. For Alfred Borden's double sets of notes I was thinking of shcizophrenia, not twins. I used to go out with a magician and one of the things he always used to say about working out how tricks were done was that you had to think of the logical way. Woman sawn in half and separated: those aren't her legs. They are currently bent backwards underneath her in a very uncomfortable fashion... a bit like the plot.
In that sense the whole story was a trick and I felt a bit like a lurking member of the audience, trying to spot the misdirection (and not suceeding very well, I have to admit). The effect of the book went: this is slow... this is slow... this is weird... this is really weird... this is aaaaaaagh!
The prestiges. I knew something very bad and wrong was up when Rupert Angier first mentioned the 'prestige materials'.
There had to be something like that, but I was genuinely taken aback by the idea that they had all remained perfectly perserved and even now I'm not sure why that had happened, as it's never explained.
Also, I have no idea what Andrew could do with Nicholas, maybe have him sitting around the place like some appalling ventriloquist's dummy. So, to sum up, I'm assuming that Rupert Angier transported himself back into his own dead body, came back to some kind of life and took up residence back at the Hall, and was still living there all those decades later when Andrew arrives. I did wonder for a while if Katherine's father was Rupert. There is a horrible sort of misery to the ending and the mirroring of Andrew and Rupert's fates, both stuck with versions of themselves that are alive yet not at the same time.
But yes, I do wonder how they've made it into a film.
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Date: 2006-11-06 01:40 pm (UTC)Though the overwhelming message to it all seemed to be, "Never piss off a magician." Fuckers're mean.
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