What’s a white man to do in turn o’ the 20th century
As one learns in Jim Steinmeyer’s The Glorious Deception, William Robinson was a well known designer of magical apparati. He was a first rate engineer. He was tuned in with Hermann and Kellar and their top flight troupes, designing props and working as an assistant for both. A bit shy and less than eager to pick up the bit, he was no showman. Happening upon a Chinaman’s silent show, Robinson witnessed the magic of one Ching Ling Foo. Foo tore up
Robinson/Soo was a secret to all but magicians in the know, and he made a killing. He hired on real Chinese to act out other parts of the stage show, and to “translate” for him when nosy white reporters came calling for interviews. Robinson/Soo responded in his best fake coolie, and the ruse held up until the fateful night Robinson/Soo tried the old bullet catch bit, and some punter mixed up the sleight, and poor Robinson/Soo was dead before they got him to a hospital.
Steinmeyer does a yeoman’s job here, but the book is a bit thick and ponderous, and it feels at times like an ironed magazine piece. That magicians kept journals and correspondence is wonderful, but Robinson/Soo, for all his creativity and philandering, while interesting, doesn’t seem to hold the imagination like a Hermann, or like the Great Lafayette, who Steinmeyer unwittingly describes as the world’s first homosexual entertainer (
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