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| - You know, as an avid Yelper, I'm apparently also an idiot for not reading the reviews prior to seeing this show.
I, too, was mislead by the "Cirque du Soleil" component to this show. Mind you, the teeny bit of Cirque that was part of the show was excellent. Five star excellent. ESPECIALLY the "dark" woman (there was a light woman - fair skinned, always in white, white blond short hair and a dark woman - dark skinned, always in black or red, long black hair). The movements of that woman were RIDICULOUS, in a good way. It was like watching a real life Japanese horror film without the sophisticated editing. But these parts of the show totaled just a few minutes of the hour and a half.
Then there was the "magic." Yeah, want to know how they did it, because I know, because it was OBVIOUS. SPOILER ALERT: From where we sat we actually saw the light coming from the inside of a box (to a basement, I'm sure). And then there was the monster scene, where an awesome dancer in a monster suit turned out to be Criss Angel even though he wasn't in the suit in the beginning. There he was running around the audience and then he turned a corner to go backstage for half a second and then kept running around the front of the audience talking about how scared of the "monster" he was in his mic and yet, for some strange reason he was then facing away from the audience so you saw the back of "his" head but not his face. And THEN then "monster" runs around stage and goes back stage for like a second and then back out again and *POOF* it's Criss Angel. Yeah. Okay. Wanna know about the "live" saw action? Because, that's fake an obvious too (although, again, dear dark woman, your ability to contort is impressive). The best part about the "magic" was the two drunk ditzes that were sitting behind us that were like "OMG, that's so real and scary." Ha.
The "magic" did have an element of showmanship (thanks to Cirque accompaniment), though, but even the "magic" part of the show didn't last very long.
No, most of the show was spent with Criss Angel talking to the audience about how awesome he is or explaining why we should buy his t-shirts and magic kit crap from the gift shop on the way out.
Seriously. I spent, like, $60ish a person to watch Criss Angel tell jokes that weren't funny and try and hock his wares. To paraphrase the friend I saw this with: Criss Angel is an amazing magician, he made our $60 disappear into thin air!
So two days later we're taking a cab to the airport and telling the cab driver about the show and he goes "you know, every single person I have in this cab that saw that show has the same advice: Don't see it." Lesson learned. Read Yelp first. (or ask a cabby.)
To Recap: Seeing Criss Angel is bar none the worst mistake anybody has ever made in Vegas. Don't even go if it's free.
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