I’ll admit a prejudice against what magicians call illusions:
Most guys dancing around, pointing, strutting and posing while someone else does the work just look ridiculous.
Every performer that wants to add an illusion to his act so he can demand more money, seems to, invariably, go out and buy some rickety Super-X and proceeds to fool no one. The only audience interest is hoping the assistant doesn’t fall off as she sways back and forth like a Jack-In-The-Box.
So often the acts look like they haven’t bothered to rehearse.
I’m seldom fooled by the tricks, even though I’ve never studied illusions.
Recently I had the opportunity to attend a lecture by a 1st class illusionist and came away with a new appreciation for some of them:
That stuff is heavy and hauling it around and setting up is a lot of work
The magician doesn’t have to look like an escapee from The Pink Dildo
Good props are very expensive, but the end product shows well. Very well.
A good assistant is probably better trained than the magician. He exposed the Mismade Girl and the work that must be accomplished in a small space and in seconds is unbelievable.
A good illusionists must spend a lot of time deciding what works for his act and not just buy a fancy colored box to prance around.
I could never be an illusionist. Actually, I could never afford it, but that aside, it’s just not me. I will, however, have a much greater appreciation for the performers the next time I see a good illusionist.
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I’ll admit a prejudice against what magicians call illusions:
Recently I had the opportunity to attend a lecture by a 1st class illusionist and came away with a new appreciation for some of them:
I could never be an illusionist. Actually, I could never afford it, but that aside, it’s just not me. I will, however, have a much greater appreciation for the performers the next time I see a good illusionist.
I know some super secret, inside shit that you don’t – D. Watkins
Tomorrow – i/m Drops the E Bomb!