For the most part, any serious magic show is not using very much technology newer than theatrical lights.
Most movies, you have to try and forget you're making a movie, because there are trailers and booms and lights and marks, and it's everywhere.
I've faced the undefeated, young up-and-comers, everybody counting me out before, on a big card, with big lights, TV.
A collection is, by my lights, a chance to build a universe, an overarching ecosystem. But it's common enough to encounter a hodgepodge instead, where flashes of brilliance are undercut by clunkers.
We were a Doordarshan household... with a curfew. So after lights out at 10 P.M., we could barely keep up with the latest films of the time. So even thinking about becoming an actress was unfathomable.
I grew up in the suburbs, so I remember arriving at Waterloo and seeing Big Ben and the coloured lights on top of the Southbank Centre and thinking, 'Wow!'
Ever since Mike Tyson was champ, twenty-something dudes have microwaved nachos, popped opened Natty Lights, watched sharks do unspeakable things on TV, and whispered a billion 'Whoa, dudes.'
