There are, broadly speaking, two ways of going about The Reveal. You can either have it come out of bat-frak nowhere, or you can slowly put little tiny clues throughout the story for the attentive audience member to piece together. I prefer the latter approach, myself, but the two most famous reveals in history are both examples of the former.
(This is my way of telling you that you owe it to yourself to see The Prestige if you haven't already. If you have already, see it again.)
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