Lovers of clutter and old-timey magic tricks (floating woman, balls and cups, pulling the rabbit out of the hat, etc.) you have found your Eden. Two eccentric magicians with an obsession around the founding father of escape acts, Harry Houdini vamp, do tricks, do shtick, and sell their odd little hearts out. The opening presentation of a video (on what must be on televisions bought in the 1980s) from the Travel Channel visiting the very museum you are sitting in get points for sheer ballsy-ness and meta-ness. After that comes the short walk around two medium-sized rooms chock-a-block with Houdini bric-a-brac most of it unlabeled in no particular order and a lot of it frustratingly sitting behind other stuff. Here's a tip: just because you own it doesn't mean you have to display it (also maybe dust once in a blue moon). The saving grace of the experience comes from the female half of the proprietors - Dorothy Dietrich. Specifically her magic act rises out of the general mediocrity of the proceedings not from the tricks - which include just the well-worn classics - but her willingness to drag audience members into the fray charming and vamping her way into their hearts. Given the small audience drawn, you're likely to wind up as one of them. The male half of the team, the unlikely named "Jonny Bravo" presents like of the junior version of the same tricks interposed with an overly earnest attempt to sell inexpensive magic-related trinkets. Another tip: if children came with audience members, they pretty much were going to wind up in the gift shop (or "gift corner" more accurately) anyway so no need to push so hard (also the "I'm psycho" thing is a little offputting - maybe dial it down a notch). In short, for a price less than a movie with popcorn you may get to watch your husband get pretend stabbed in the neck - how you gonna beat that?
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