This show was beastly. I loved almost everything. I have always been interested in parlor tricks and illusions, so I really enjoyed the piece that smoked and made you disappear. I wish I had that installed in my car seat or under my toilet. The first time I ever heard the word Phantasmagoria was in reference to Disneyland’s Haunted Mansion. Walt Disney himself was influenced by these shows because he was a huge movie/theatre aficionado and incorporated a lot of his ideas into the haunted mansion.
The exhibit was very powerful. The ghost reflections in the water and mirrors called to mind thoughts of the ghost I lived with for a year, the one that made me a believer. The exhibit as a whole reminded me of how hard it is to be serious about death and how hard it will be for me to cope with the impending death of my loved ones. I have never been close to anybody who has passed away. I fear death, yet mock it at the same time. I often joke about my own grizzly demise just before I tell my fiancée or parents “I love you… Goodbye”. Or when my brother tries to get off the phone with me when I’m driving in very bad weather, I tell him there is no way I’m going to be killed, just because I know it’s not going to happen. It was a magical exhibition with stark realizations hiding around the corner, ready to slap you in the face.
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