So, some guy that you barely kind of know offers you a drug that lets you access the whole of your potential, you become extremely successful but not without a price - you become addicted, discover that it poses grave risks to your health, end up in a dangerous world of crime and the shifty guy your dealing to suddenly transforms himself into a sinister surgeon with nasty intentions.
Good plot, right? And now to wrap it up; 12 months later it all just works itself out.
Neil Burger’s Limitless has a very lazy ending which fails to answer the questions brought up by its fast-paced and inventive plot. Too many issues are thrown up in the air amid sweeping shots of a buzzing metropolis and a slew of suspicious looking minor characters. That satisfying feeling of it all clicking into place is an enlightenment that never comes.
A more forgiving viewer could see this as a representation of the quick pace of city life, but many will just see an incoherent story. There is something deeply unfair about putting the protagonist at the centre of a murder enquiry - another casually dropped bombshell in the plot - and then never resolving whether he did it or not.
The action scenes make it almost worth it, convincingly handled by Bradley Cooper as zero-to-hero Eddie Morra. The drug abuse theme is quite interesting as well, as his slick lifestyle takes all the twist of any other addict’s; picking up leggy women in a Maserati one minute, and looking rough as a badger’s arse the next, all accompanied with cheesy go-get-em rhetoric, dreamlike CGI and trippy camerawork.
Yet even the film’s flashy cast and unusual storyline can’t complete the tethered plot. If Limitless were to be any drug, it would be one with a hard comedown.
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