Unlike so many modern thrillers, this one doesn't veer into Inception-like complexity and stupidity.
The Limitless performance that most people dream of, and which has been delivered in film with the help of partners, animals, masks, even aliens, comes courtesy of a silver pill in this movie. It's called NZT.
How Bradley Cooper gets it, uses it, loses it, regains it, even kills for it, kept us riveted throughout.
Admittedly, there's another pointless inclusion of Robert De Niro. It's not quite Focker-worthy, but a nevertheless shameful under-utilization of the former Taxi Driver.
I wonder if your local pharmacist will be getting any requests for NZT.
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