Almost all of my favorite documentaries are in some way or another about odd subcultures (American Movie, King of Kong, Anvil, Exit Through the Gift Shop, Spellbound), and what’s an odder subculture than magicians? Make Believe (via FilmSchoolRejects) is a documentary about teen magicians. It’s all the awkwardness of being a teenager combined with the awkwardness of magicians, which is enough awkwardness to spawn a thousand Birdemic remakes. Make Believe was executive produced by King of Kong director Seth Gordon and directed by Kong assistant editor (a much bigger job on a doc than it is on a narrative feature) J. Clay Tweel. Yes, J. Clay Tweel. I can’t say whether that was his birth name or if he changed it to sound more magiciany. Needless to say, this looks fantastic.
“The World Magic Seminar is… If you’re a teen, and you’re doing magic, you can’t miss it.”
“I don’t have too much friends, my friend is magic.”
“Kristin could be… the greatest lady magician that ever lived.”
THE GREATEST LADY MAGICIAN THAT EVER LIVED! That’s a bold statement, but then look at her levitate those metal rings. Anyway,Make Believe played the LA and Austin film festivals last year, and you can check it out now on Showtime or VOD, or when it opens in New York, Chicago and Los Angeles next month. The only kid I’m worried about is the one doing magic in Africa. BE CAREFUL, DUDE. One day you’re pulling playing cards from behind peoples’ ears, the next they’re accusing you of shrinking the chief’s penis. Unless you want people showing up at your hut with baskets of severed albino hands demanding you cure their wife’s infertility, you might want to move. Magic is all political over there. So I hear. Of course, I get all my information about Africa from my racist uncle.

I wonder if this is how the Hip Hop Magician got his start.



[Crappy pulls himself out of a hat. An asshat.]
Funny, that’s not all Vinky gets from his uncle. He also get $20 on his birthday and a big ol’ bear hug.
They should have called it “Virgins”
Still not as awkward as a CJC meating when Chode forgets the biscuit.
Tricks or GTFO.
I would make fun of these guys but magic is pretty cool so peace.
*puts on sunglasses, pulls a wheelie out of thread*
Needs more segways.
That lady magician should make my cock disappear…and turn it into a DOVE!
You should see Vince pull a gerbil out of his ass.
Father: Son, why aren’t you going to the prom? Is it because you couldn’t find a date? You can go stag, you know.
Son: Because I’m going to the World Magic Seminar instead!
Father: Son, are you gay? It’s OK if you are, your mother and I will still love you.
Son: I’m not gay, I’m a magician!
Father: Well, I guess that’s OK too, your mother will still love you.
You won’t have to look too hard for Hogwarts on that trip to Vegas, teenies. Word to the wise.
“Kristin could be… the greatest lady magician that ever lived.”
She better be if she’s to have any hopes of escaping from my basement
*hope
also forgot comma after “She better be”.
I promise that next time I’ll read over the comment before submitting it.
Last time the phrase “doing magic in africa” was used, was followed shortly by the phrase, “Earvin Johnson Press Conference”.
Hip Hop Magicians will be featured in Make Belee Dat.
These gay wads can fuck off to the toliet store with their hacky bullshit. Real magic is about making 7 gram rocks disappear, not faggy card tricks.
There’s even a hot blonde. Watch as she starts talking and your erection…disappears!
All the magic in the world won’t bring your dad back!
Speaking of subculture documentaries, have you seen Parking Lot Movie? If yes, have you ever been so content with having a useless graduate degree from a prestigious university whilst sitting on your jack off couch?