Magic review – spellbinding standoff between Houdini and Conan Doyle

Chichester Festival theatre
David Haig shines as writer and star of this dramatisation about the fraught friendship of two entertainment giants and their debate over what is real or simply illusion

The admirable actor David Haig has a sprightly sideline as a writer of historical bio-dramas. My Boy Jack (1997), about Rudyard Kipling’s mourning for a son killed in the first world war, and Pressure (2014), concerning the Scottish meteorologist charged with finding Gen Eisenhower’s weather window for D-day, is followed by Magic, dramatising the fraught friendship of two giants of entertainment between the wars: Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and Harry Houdini.

It overlaps with My Boy Jack in that, like the author of The Jungle Book, the creator of Sherlock Holmes is grieving for a war victim son. The hope of a reunion brings the writer to the spiritualist movement but creates tension with Houdini, the illusionist convinced that seances are as much a theatrical pretence as his own escapes from straitjackets and water tanks. Happy to have the Scot as a fan, the Hungarian-American is alarmed to discover that the writer believes him to be blessed with supernatural powers.