Well, at least he bought a house in New Orleans

I watched THE SORCERER'S APPRENTICE the other night. I was thinking about recapping it, but then realized that I had 40 essays simmering in my bag.

I don't understand why you would start a movie with the incredible Ian McShane doing a voiceover and NOT have him in the movie. Why, why would the director toy with my emotions that way? Why would he give me a hard on and leave me to wag my wood in the wind?

I feel kind of bad for Nicholas Cage. I feel like he's the type of actor who thinks he could be De Niro but for dumb rotten luck. I don't think he's reached the Michael Caine I'll-Do-Anything-For-A-Check stage yet, and that must bother him.

I have to say, the first 37 minutes pretty much suck (exacerbated by the tease of the McShane), but just when I was going to turn it off, it sucked me in. I don't know how or when exactly, but I started to become invested in the tale of an underachieving physicist realizing his true potential and power as a sorcerer.

The special effects were okay, although I kept on telling my computer (who's the only one who listens to me) that they could've saved some bucks if they chose cheaper cars and less CGI.

I wish the females lead had been more dynamic. They had the great Alice Krige but didn't take advantage of her.

However, it was an enjoyable waste of time, and I always like seeing Alfred Molina when he pops up.

ETA: "Sorcerer" is a word I can never spell on the first try: How that vexes me.