Dyaraaan!
I've always enjoyed stage magic, and in recent years when I started discovering how the various tricks work (thanks to a mentor from my engineering days who used them as wonderful illustrations for lectures) only served to increase my appreciation for the ingenuity and elegance that goes behind the design of these magic tricks and apparatuses. (Or, in some cases, the sheer audacity and chutzpah of the performer who will pass off the simplest of sleight of hand as "magic") There's also, of course, my inherent fascination at anything quaint and old-fashioned, and stage magic is nothing if not quaint and old-fashioned (hence, my bias towards stage magic, as opposed to street magic). This interest of mine, no doubt, is yet another evidence in a long list of evidences that prove I am eccentric and strange.
Except now, thanks to the current cultural zeitgeist surrounding them - take The Prestige and The Illusionist, for instance - there is a resurgent interest in stage magic. And what once caused me to be labeled weird, I'd like to think, now helps make me look just a little bit more cool.
Dyaraaan! It's like a magic.
Except now, thanks to the current cultural zeitgeist surrounding them - take The Prestige and The Illusionist, for instance - there is a resurgent interest in stage magic. And what once caused me to be labeled weird, I'd like to think, now helps make me look just a little bit more cool.
Dyaraaan! It's like a magic.