“The magician takes the ordinary something and makes it do something extraordinary. Now you’re looking for the secret… but you won’t find it, because of course you’re not really looking. You don’t really want to know. You want to be fooled.” – Michael Kane in The Prestige
The projector lamp hits maximum brightness, and as the title screen comes into view it is brighter than anticipated. It comes alive with an enhanced palette of colors that are so realistic, it seems as though you are peering out a finely polished window, into the world of film on the other side. The image seems not only to be bright and colorful, but some how, deeper than any you have seen without the aid of polarized lenses. The image does not hesitate in its transitions between scenes, and any motion is crisp and clear without artifacts or blur.
Just when your eyes are starting to become accustomed to this enhanced intake, your ears communicate a similar experience. The score swells not unlike a fine Orchestra, seemingly unaware of any limitations of dynamic range. Dialog is clean and clear, and every speaker is a perfectly balanced instrument, finely tuned to deliver its contribution to the whole.
The eerie anonymity of the equipment delivering the experience leaves you waiting for the final veil to be lifted, and soon the secrets are revealed. . .