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The Pandora Experiment by Christian Cagigal
SF Bay Guardian October 31, 2007 (Robert Avila)
 
Remounting last summer's show, writer-performer Christian Cagigal again takes over the Exit Café for an intimate evening of theater magic — or is it magic theater? — set among the homey detritus of what seems a vaguely spooky den (pleasingly arranged and lit by Amanda Ortmayer). Music boxes, small and delicately embroidered pouches, tiny toy cars that run (or stop, anyway) on their own willpower, and a hauntingly poised antique porcelain doll in a rocker are a few of the more prominent fixtures in Cagigal's shop of wonders. He presents them with a genial mixture of suave assurance and giddy excitement, as if some attention-hungry, Ritalin-ready inner child were due at any moment to burst through the showman's dapper demeanor. Cagigal's feats of prestidigitation and mind reading — dastardly clever in conception and confoundingly smooth in execution — keep his audience riveted and actively engaged for two 45-minute acts. As an attempt to blend the interactive ceremonies of the traditional magic act with the full range of theatrical performance, however, The Pandora Experiment is an admirable trial case that never coheres. Only at the end, when we learn something of the fascinating genealogy of the performer and the intriguing items arrayed in the room, does the potential for a séancelike meld of dramatic circumstance and expert conjuring make its presence convincingly felt.
 

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