
I have never been as angry at a movie as I was when the credits started to roll, and I wasn’t just angry at the filmmakers. You said it was “fun.” I hated Now You See Me.

You like the movie Now You See Me, the heist movie in which a group of magicians use their skills of deception and manipulation to steal millions of dollars, outsmart the FBI, and teach the world the true meaning of magic. You seem like a nice guy, and we like a lot of the same things-basketball dogs running a mile and a half and walking a half mile and saying we ran two miles-but recently we found something we disagree on. Rodger Sherman: Listen, Shea, I’m mad at you, and you have exactly As Long As It Takes to Write This Article minutes to get me to stop being mad at you. Because I thought it was interesting that he carried such strong and specific feelings toward it in his chest.-Shea Serrano That, however, turned out to extremely not be the case. I had assumed that Rodger, given the things I know about him, enjoyed and appreciated the silly fun of Now You See Me.

It’s about 2013’s Now You See Me, a movie concerning magicians who steal things from places. What follows is a conversation between me and Rodger Sherman, also a staff writer at The Ringer.
