THRILLUSIONS. A review.

Tragic.

Do not waste your money. seriously. spend it in the casino. It was a waste of an hour and a half that I cannot get back with a Tina Turner and David Bowie impersonation that I could have gone the rest of my life without. It was a terrible combination of Cirque and Drag Night at the Oz. The two “magicians” reminded me of Ozzie and Sharon Osborne- 20 years ago but with the same amount of brain cells missing now. The “dancers” looked like cheap hookers- one dancer had rips in her fishnets but if she was wearing real underwear (not thong) we would have never known (aw! your daughter must make you SO proud!) and at one point, I thought I was watching porn.
And the kicker: the “magic” portion of the show left nothing to the imagination. I now know how all magic tricks are preformed and that’s depressing (if you want to know too go sit on the far left hand side of the stage) kinda like seeing Mickey Mouse with his head off (ooops. did I say that?)

The only semi-entertaining part: Watching Blane Kern (yes, the Mardi Gras King) make as ass out of himself on stage dancing to Proud Mary with “Tina”.

Now I realize why there is a bar in the theater and cocktail waitresses will serve you throughout the show: YOU WILL NEED IT.