by Tom Lauten » Jun 24th, '05, 09:10
Ok, this isn't a trick or even magic per say but it is pretty magical.
Their description:
On a fateful, stormy night 100 years ago, the Earl of Shrewsbury refused to give money to an old beggar woman, and brought the fury of a gypsy curse upon his kin: whenever a branch fell from the enchanted oak tree near Alton Towers, a member of the family would die! After a lightning storm struck the tree, felling a branch, one of his relatives indeed dropped dead. Chaining the remaining branches to the tree could not defeat the evil. Now, deep in the Towers' chambers, the tree has been unearthed: the curse has returned, and the room is starting to move! Hex is a ride that will leave you spellbound.
I say:
This "ride" is situated in the old castle/manor house on the Alton Towers estate. You enter a long passage way lined with scaffolding and eerie statues draped in flowing dust sheets lashed with rope. This is almost like walking through a combination of an insane asylum and a building site. Sounds of excavation and work echo around the chamber.
The ride (proper) begins with a video, a well produced back story as described above. The narrator's resonant voice weaves a moody spell.
When the back story video is finished the twin set of double doors open in front of you and you step into a central chamber. Here you see more signs of building work, renovation and discovery. The misty atmosphere once again THUMPS to the sound of the narrator describing the discovery of a hidden chamber behind an ancient bookcase...a laboratory used by the Earl of Shrewsbury in an attempt to scientifically and magically break the curse. The lights flicker and fade, a storm builds and a wind whistles through the room. An old womans voice creaks out her curse. Finally the curtain obscuring the newly discovered passage way opens and you move on...deeper into the darkness.
You arrive in a dimly lit Victorian laboratory chamber. Two rows of benches face each other and between them is the fallen branch of the Old oak tree, chained to a table. On the far wall, mystic symbols adorn round meters and gauges. Candles flicker.
You are told to take your seat and a lap bar secures you gently. The cinematic music builds. It is foreboding and tense. Then it begins. You feel movement. You realize you are slowly swinging back and then forward, increasing your arc each time. This movement is slow and deliberate. You seem to rise to near vertical...that tiny bar will never hold you in.
You then feel pulled forward...away from the seat back although the room isn't moving. The entire group settles to normal positions... but not for long. Again you rise but this time you don't stop. You keep going past vertical...you are now looking up at the floor!!!
The music has taken on a malevolent feel as gravity no longer makes sense. Your inner ear reels and you brain argues with it. You find yourself laughing and gasping at the visual and physical sensations you are immersed in.
Finally the room settles and you are invited to leave. You wind your way through dank tunnles and through the genuine ruins of the house on your way back to the ques and "Slush Puppy" stands.....MAGIC indeed!!
BRAVO!