Thursday, September 18, 2003

A great article in Salon about the lameness of David Blaine.

Magicians are historically a sorry-assed lot, who keep company with flame-retardant midgets and frog-swallowers...
...Blaine, a fraction the card shark, looks like the kind of swarthy danger boy that old rich homos would go all the way to Morocco to buy for outlandish sums... He's pulling cigars out of Bridget Hall's bikini and making cognac disappear with Leo DiCaprio while superior magical geeks are honing their skills and trying to be louder than the children's birthday party, trick-shuffling in a vacuum with nobody paying any attention.