It’s in your head.
Michael Cera, Juno Temple, and Emily Browning; great cast! I love seeing Cera do comedy in a film that isn’t quite a comedy. He lightens the mood however sinister things get. Despite her talent and charisma, Browning underplays and is underused. Her character just isn’t that interesting. This script is all about Temple’s character, who has the widest arc.
This film takes a while to make its point, and by “a while” I mean two full acts. This one is all about exposition. I’m surprised these grade A actors enrolled, and even read the whole script. There’s no hook, no gimmick; the synopsis doesn’t fit in the palm of your hand, and, all in all, I have no clue what it’s truly about. I had a good time in good company, but what the hell did I just watch?
Magic Magic isn’t about magic. It’s about mental illness of what looks like a supernatural origin. Better come into this one expecting a psychological thriller. Its best assets are its cast, its photography, the directing, and the editing. This works on a technical level, but the script is problematic. It’s not sexy. It’s not marketable. Magic Magic is what cult films are made of.