The Sorcerer's Apprentice Reviews
The disjointed plot is a melange of cliches with logic that feels conjured up on the spot. Magical legends are cobbled together as if by someone in Screenwriting 101. Or, as is the case here, by a half dozen writers, seemingly at cross purposes.
As Balthazar, Cage doesn't disappoint. He's just manic enough to keep the character from becoming too predictable. More's the pity, then, that a pro like him has to cede so much screen time to his character's young protege.
In place of a plot, there's a premise; in place of carefully crafted action, there are stupefying exercises in computer-generated imagery, and in place of an ending, there's a hook for the sequel and, if all goes well, a new franchise.
The many-hands script -- last one in was Matt Lopez of Bedtime Stories -- exists largely to show Cage and Baruchel and Molina shooting fire-jets and balls of compressed energy at one another's heads.
Once the filmmakers have dispensed with a grueling expository preface set in Arthurian England, this shameless Harry Potter knockoff is a pretty tasty bucket of popcorn.
A generally joyless pastiche of sorcery history, imitation Potter "chosen one" Messianics and mirthless silliness, it's another in a string of recent black marks against Cage's Oscar-owning reputation.
The story takes a little too long to tell, the special effects take precedence over the plot and the climax is as predictable as the hefty box office the film is likely to amass.