Has David the Magician been in jail?

Well, David has never been to jail, that should be his magic. It’s not a should, it’s a yes. The encyclopedia says this: Magic Giant David Copperfield

David Copperfield, formerly known as David Kotkin[1], was born in 1956 to a Russian immigrant in New Jersey, USA. He has a keen interest in magic since he was a child. This introverted, shy man found that his intelligence won the admiration of his peers, and his confidence doubled. By the age of 12, David was already able to perform magic tricks with proficiency, comparable to professional magicians. Soon he joined the National Association of Magicians and became the youngest member of this world-famous magic organization. In 1972, at the age of 16, David began teaching magic courses to art college students at New York University.

In 1974, after David graduated from Messant High School in New Jersey, he entered Fordham University to study. At this time, the Chicago "Magic Man" operetta invited him to star in this new song and dance magic drama. . David dropped out of college for just three weeks and devoted himself entirely to the creation of "Magic Man". He not only designed and created all the magic required in the play, but also created a style of performing magic with singing and dancing, making this musical comedy unique and becoming the longest continuously performed musical comedy in the history of Chicago. After the performance of "Magic Man", David returned to New York. He perfected and developed his own magic style based on further summing up his experience, becoming a magic star who stood out from his peers. When David was 20 years old, at the invitation of CBS President Fulford Silverman, he served as the host of a new highlight-style TV special program of ABC Radio and Television Company. This program was named "ABC's "Magic", performed by David and fourteen other stars from the ABC television network, this novel was welcomed by all walks of life and became the company's most watched program. Since then, David Copperfield's extraordinary magic performances have been introduced to audiences across the United States. Later, David cooperated with CBS to film the series of special programs "The Magic World of David Copperfield". His superb magic skills stunned thousands of TV viewers.

Where does his inspiration come from? In David Copperfield's own words, inspiration came "not only from other predecessors of magicians", but also from people in the entertainment industry, such as rock bands or visual artists. David said: "I once wanted to be a songwriter, and I admire those songwriters because they can create songs about their life experiences, and while using their songs to impress the audience, they can also vent themselves. I I have always wanted to create a rock song that will last forever, but now, I create magical "stories" that I hope will impress the audience through what I create now."

David Copperfield can be called the greatest magician of all time. For more than 30 years, he has exceeded people's imagination time and time again, turning seemingly "impossible tasks" into reality. With outstanding achievements, David has won the American Television Arts Emmy Award 19 times. The box office and revenue of his performances are even beyond the reach of classic programs such as "The Lion King", "Cats" and "The Ghost of the Opera". His large-scale performance " "Dreams and Nightmares" still holds the Broadway box office record.

In 1968, 12-year-old David Copperfield emerged in the magic world and became the youngest member in the history of the American Society of Magicians.

In 1972, David, who was only 16 years old, taught the "Art of Magic" course at New York University.

In 1974, David starred in the musical "Magic Man" and began creating his own magic.

In 1977, David launched his television career and gradually made the name "David Copperfield" a household name.

In 1979, David played a role in the movie "Terror Train" and showed off his acting talents.

In 1980, David became the youngest artist ever to be awarded "Magician of the Year" by the American Society of Magical Arts.

In 1981, David made a 7-ton jet disappear in full view of everyone. In the same year, United Artists awarded him the "Entertainment Star of the Year" award.

In 1982, David created the "Magic Project" to use magic to treat diseases and improve body sensitivity.

In 1983, in front of a large live audience and 50 million television viewers, the Statue of Liberty in New York suddenly disappeared under David's wand.

In 1984, David became the first magician to sign a long-term performing arts contract with the world-famous CEASAR Palace in Las Vegas.

In 1985, David was elected as one of the "Top Ten Outstanding People in the United States."

In 1986, David crossed the Great Wall of China, which was inaccessible to anyone. David and his team members were the first American production team to produce an American television special program in the Republic of China.

In 1987, David escaped from the high-security federal prison in Alcatraz, becoming the first person in history to escape from this prison.

In 1988, David spoke on behalf of the United States at the Seoul Olympics.

In 1989, David successfully escaped from an exploding building.

In 1991, David caused an 85-foot-long, 70-ton Orient Express to disappear in an instant.

In 1992, David created the classic magic "Fly" and became the first magician to fly without the help of ropes and camera skills. At the same time, the show was also hailed by critics as the greatest of all time. A magic show.

In 1993, in the TV special "Fire of Passion", David escaped from the burning rope tied to his body and escaped from a height of dozens of meters. He then tore up and restored a $1 million collector's card in front of a famous hockey star.

In 1995, David became the only contemporary magician to receive a shining star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.

In 1996, David's large-scale show called "Dreams and Nightmares" broke the Broadway box office record.

In 2000, David was named the FISM Magician of the Century and was named a "Legend of the Century" by the Library of Congress.

In 2001, he was able to accurately predict the winning numbers of the German National Lottery...

In 2001, David performed in China for the first time with the large-scale stage show "Entrance". It set off an unprecedented magic craze in Hong Kong and Guangzhou, with 50,000 tickets sold out.

In 2002, David came to China to perform in Guangzhou, Shanghai and Beijing, setting off an unprecedented magic craze in the country.

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The novel "David Copperfield"

"David Copperfield" is a novel written by the British novelist Charles · Dickens's eighth novel, known as his "favorite child in his heart", was published month by month in twenty parts between 1849 and 1850. The whole book uses a first-person narrative tone, which incorporates It incorporates many of the author's own life experiences. Dickens came from a lower-class background, and his grandfather and grandmother both worked as servants at Lord Crewe's house for a long time. His father, John, was a clerk in the Naval Munitions Department. When Dickens was twelve years old, he was unable to repay his debts, so he took his wife and children and lived with him in Marshallsey Debtors' Prison. At that time, Dickens was working as a child laborer in Warren's Black Shoe Polish Workshop on the banks of the Thames. His sister Fanny, who was two years older than him, was studying at the Royal Academy of Music. They were the only two people in the family who did not live in prison. After his father was released from prison, Hawkens once attended Wellington School, but soon dropped out of school permanently due to family poverty. At the age of fifteen, he entered a law firm as an apprentice. Later, he learned shorthand and was hired by the London Civil Lawyers' Council as a trial recorder. From 1831 to 1832, Dickens served as a parliamentary correspondent for the Parliamentary Mirror and the True Sun. These experiences helped him embark on the path of writing in the future. He has received less than four years of school education in his life. His success depends entirely on his talent, hard work and hard life. In 1836, Dickens finally became famous all over the world with his novel "The Pickwick Papers", when he was only twenty-four years old.

In 1848, Fanny died of tuberculosis at an early age. Her death made Dickens very sad, because among many brothers and sisters, they were the only two who were very similar in talents and interests. Both of them have outstanding acting talents. When they were children, they went to the Mittel Hotel in Rochester with their father and performed songs and dances while standing on the big dining table, winning everyone's admiration.

After Fanny's death, Dickens wrote a 7,000-word memoir documenting the difficult childhood they spent together. After Dickens's death, his friend Forster disclosed Dickens's early years to the public for the first time in "The Life of Dickens". The novel is based on this memory. Dickens wrote this recollection in preparation for writing an autobiographical novel. The protagonist of his novel was given many names, and the last one he came up with was "David Copperfield". Foster heard it and immediately applauded, because the abbreviation D.C. is the inversion of the author's abbreviation. So the name of the protagonist of the novel was decided.

Most of Dickens's early works are loosely structured "tramp legends", relying on inspirational improvisation, while this book is his middle-term work, which pays more attention to structural techniques and artistic sense of proportion. In Chapter 11 of this book, Dickens summarizes his creative method as "experience and imagination, blended into one". When he wrote novels, he did not stick to copying what actually happened, but gave full play to his imagination and used life materials to create new creations. Although the scene in the book where David learned the alphabet from his mother when he was a child was his own personal experience, what David read in an extremely lonely environment after his mother remarried was exactly the book he himself read at that age, and his mother was tortured After his death, the age at which David was sent to work as a child laborer was also the age at which Dickens worked as a child laborer. However, the novel is completely different from the reality: Dickens was not an orphan, but the David he wrote was a "posthumous child." At the same time, Dickens blended some of his parents' characters into David's landlords and salesmen, the Micawbers.

The chapter about David's early life shows us a childhood world that has long been forgotten by adults from the psychological perspective of a child. It is very real and touching. For example: David used the special sensitivity of children to be hostile to the cold, cruel, greedy businessman Murdstone who pursued his mother from the beginning. When Murdstone pretended to reach out and pat David, he discovered that The hand touched her mother's hand wantonly and she pushed it away angrily. David recounted to his mother the time when Murdstone took him out to play. When he mentioned that one of Murdstone's friends kept mentioning a "pretty little widow" in conversation, her mother smiled and asked. He recounted the scene over and over again. The narrative is completely from the perspective of an innocent child. The child does not know that the child is talking about his mother. The young widow's request for remarriage and her passionate longing for a happy life are already vivid on the page. Another example: David mentioned to Nanny Peggotty that they would go to her brother's house to play. Her brother, Mr. Peggotty, was a fisherman. David saw him washing his face when he came back from working at sea, and felt that he had some similarities with Xia Crab, because his dark face turned red immediately when he was scalded with hot water. This strange association is full of childishness and Dickensian humor.

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Excerpt from "David Copperfield":

So, before going to bed, I sat in the bedroom and gave She writes letters. I told her that I had seen him, and he begged me to tell her what I had written at the appropriate place in this book. I repeat it faithfully, and even if I have the right to exaggerate, I don't need to. Those words were so sincere and kind that they didn’t need any embellishment from me or anyone else. I left the letter outside, to be sent early in the morning; and appended a line to Mr. Peggotty, asking him to give it to her; and then I went to bed, which was about daybreak.

But I didn’t fall asleep until the sun came up, so I was very tired and weak all the time. The next day I lay up late, feeling very low. My aunt quietly came to the bed and woke me up. I also feel her beside me when I sleep, as I'm sure we all feel.

"Tello, my dear," she said, as I opened my eyes, "I was wondering whether I ought to wake you. Here comes Mr. Peggotty; bid him come up. "?"

I agreed, and he came up after a while.

"Master Wei," he said after we shook hands, "I gave your letter to Emily, Master, and she wrote this; and begged me to ask you to read it. If If you think there's nothing wrong with this, please pass it on."

"Have you read it?" I said.

He nodded sadly. I opened the letter and saw:

"I have your message. Oh, what can I say to thank you for your kind and pure kindness to me? I keep those words in my heart until now. Never forget those words. They were very sharp thorns, but they were also extremely comforting.

I prayed about those words, oh, I prayed a lot. When I know what you are like, what my uncle is like, and I think God is like that, I can cry to Him. Farewell. Now, my dear, my friend, we part from this world forever. In another world, if I were pardoned, I could become a child and go to you. Infinitely grateful. Infinite blessings. I wish you eternal peace.

This is the tear-stained letter.

"May I tell her that you think there is nothing wrong with it and agree to hand it over for her, Master Wei?" Mr. Peggotty said after I had read it.

"No problem," I said, "But, I think-"

"Oh, Master Wei?"

"I think," I Said, "I want to go to Yarmouth again. I still have enough time to go back and forth before your ship sails. I have always missed him with a lonely heart; this time I handed over a letter written by her. into his hands, and you can tell her before you go that he has received the letter, which will be a kindness to both of them. I solemnly accept his commission, dear good man, and I will do the best. The more thoughtful the better. This journey is nothing to me. I feel very depressed and I will leave tonight."

Although he tried to dissuade me, I understood him. I also agree with me to do that, and I also know that even if my idea was not firm at first, it is firm now. At my request, he went to the ticket office and reserved a seat for me on the mail coach. That night, I got in the car and walked on the road that I had traveled on with a sense of endless ups and downs.

"Don't you think," I asked the coachman at the first stop after leaving London, "that the sky is special? I don't remember seeing anything like it."

"I don't remember either - nothing like this." He replied, "That's the wind, sir. I think something is going to happen at sea."

The speeding car The clouds were dark black, as if they were stained with the messy color of smoke rising from wet logs. They undulated in the sky into a shocking pile, so high that one would think that the height of the cloud pile was higher than From the sky to the bottom of the deepest hole in the earth, it is even bigger; the moon is like crazy, trying to get through the clouds regardless of anything, as if it has been lost due to the shocking changes in the laws of nature. mind. The wind had been blowing all day; it was still blowing loudly and still. After another 2 hours, the wind became stronger and stronger, and the sky became darker.

As the night got darker, the clouds gathered together densely, covering the already dark sky; the wind became stronger and stronger, and the wind force was still increasing until our The horses could hardly move against the wind. At the darkest time of that night (it was already the end of September, and the night was long), the leading horse in front of the carriage turned around several times or stood still; we often worried that the carriage would be blown over, and there would be bursts of rain. Falling like a knife, at this time, as long as there is a wall or tree to hide, we will stop immediately, because we can no longer hold on.

At dawn, the wind blew harder. In the past, when I was in Yarmouth, I had heard from people on board ships that hurricanes were like cannons, but I had never seen such winds, or anything close to them. It was quite late when we arrived at Ipswich. Since we were 10 miles out of London, we had to move forward inch by inch. We found a group of people in the market place who had gotten up in the night for fear of having their chimneys blown down. When we were changing horses, some people gathered in front of the hotel told us that the iron sheets on the top of a very tall church had been torn off and fell on a side street, blocking that street. Others told us that several people from nearby villages had seen some big trees being pulled out of the soil and lying on the ground, and they had also seen whole stacks of hay blown into the fields and on the roads. . The storm has not weakened, but has become more powerful.

As we struggled forward, the closer we got to the seaside (the strong wind blew from the sea to the shore), the stronger the wind became. Long before we see the sea. Our lips were splashed with sea droplets, and our bodies were sprayed with salty sea water. The sea flowed out and covered many miles of plains near Yarmouth; every little puddle and every ditch beat hard against the shore, summoning up the strength of their little waves to attack us bravely. When we see the sea, there are waves rising from the rolling abyss on the horizon, just like towers and tall buildings appearing and disappearing on the other side.

When we finally reached town, people were stumbling to the door, their hair blown high by the wind, and they were surprised that the mail car could arrive at that night.

After I booked a bed in that old hotel, I walked along the street with sand and grass flying everywhere and sea foam splashing to see the sea. Along the way, I had to be careful about falling slates and tiles. He grabbed the clothes corners of passers-by at the street corner that were being blown around by the wind, and walked forward with difficulty. When I came to the beach, I saw not only the boatmen hiding behind the buildings, but also half the people in the town. Some people braved the wind to look at the sea from time to time, and then were blown back staggeringly.

I stood among these people and found women weeping because their husbands were out in fishing or oyster boats and the possibility of such boats sinking after reaching safety Too big. There were also gray-haired old sailors in the crowd, who were looking at the sky on the water, shaking their heads and whispering to each other; there were also anxious and nervous shipowners, and there were children who crowded together to look at the faces of adults, and some who were excited. and the restless sturdy boatman, who peered through his telescope at the sea from behind the object that sheltered them, as if observing an enemy.

Amid the gusts of wind that blinded one's eyes, the swirling sand and rocks, and the terrifying noise, when I finally got a temporary break enough to look at the sea, I was frightened by the sea. I was at a loss. High walls of water rushed one after another, and when they reached their highest peak and then fell, it seemed that even the smallest of them could swallow up the town. The retreating waves moved back with a roar, as if they were going to dig a deep hole on the seashore and destroy the ground. The huge white-topped waves crashed towards the coast, smashing into pieces before reaching the land. Each broken wave was filled with all the angry power and hurriedly recombined into another monster. The undulating mountains turned into deep valleys, and the undulating deep valleys (from time to time solitary petrels flew through them) turned into mountains again. Vast masses of water shook and rocked the coast with deafening roars; with each roar the tides gathered into one image, then immediately changed and departed, at the same time crashing another rushing tide. Retreat and drive away; on the horizon, the wave shadows of tall towers and buildings on the other side rise and fall; dark clouds quickly cover it thickly; I seem to see the sky collapse and the earth crack. (Chapter 55)

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Summary of the content of "David Copperfield"

David Copperfield has not yet When he came to the world, his father had passed away, and he grew up under the care of his mother and maid Peggotty. Soon, his mother remarried, and his stepfather, Murdstone, was vicious and greedy. He regarded David as a burden and sent David to Peggotty's brother's house before the marriage. Peggotty is an upright and kind-hearted fisherman who lives in a hut converted from a broken ship on the seaside of Yarmouth. He lives with a pair of adopted orphans (his sister's daughter Emily and his brother's son Haimu). David Live a simple and harmonious life with them.

After David returned home, his stepfather often beat him and deprived him of his mother's care and affection. After his mother died, his stepfather immediately sent David, who was less than 10 years old, to work as a child laborer washing wine bottles, allowing him to live a life without enough food and clothing. He went through many hardships and finally found his aunt, Miss Bessie.

Miss Bessie is eccentric by nature, but kind-hearted. She took David in and sent him to school for further education. While studying, David stayed at the home of his aunt's lawyer, Wakefield, and formed a friendship with his daughter, Annes. But David was extremely disgusted with a secretary named Heap hired by Wakefield, and hated his ugly attitude of being obedient and flattering.

After graduating from high school, David traveled and met his childhood classmate Steerforth. The two came to Yarmouth together to visit the Peggotty family. Emily, who was already engaged to Haimu, could not withstand the temptation of the rich young master Steerforth, so she eloped abroad with Steerforth on the eve of their wedding. Peggotty was in great pain and vowed to find Emily.

David returned to London and worked as a trainee at Spenlow Solicitors. He learned from Annis that Lawyer Wakefield had fallen into a trap designed by the scheming Heap and was in a desperate situation. This made David very angry. But at this time, David fell in love with Dora, the daughter of Spenlow's lawyer. Their married life was not ideal because Dora was a beautiful but simple-minded "doll". My aunt is also on the verge of bankruptcy. At this time, David once again met Micawber, his landlord when he was a child laborer, and Micawber was now Shipp's secretary.

After fierce ideological struggle, Micawber revealed Shipp's various conspiracies to frame Wakefield and lead to Miss Bessie's bankruptcy. Faced with the facts, Shipp had no choice but to admit his guilt. Later, he was sentenced to life imprisonment due to the concurrent nature of his case. In order to thank Micawber, Miss Bessie gave him a sum of money to make him rich and successful in his career in Australia.

At the same time, Peggotty rushed around and finally found Emily, who had been abandoned by Steerforth and ended up in London, and decided to take her to Australia to start a new life. On the eve of departure, the sea was stormy and stormy. A passenger ship from Spain sank in distress in Yarmouth, with a dying passenger hanging on the mast. Regardless of his own danger, Hai Mu went into the sea to save him, but unfortunately he was swallowed by a huge wave. When people picked up his body, the body of the passenger on the ship also floated to the shore. It turned out to be Steerforth who abducted Emily! Emily missed Haimu, and after going to Australia, she found peace in labor and never married.

David became a writer. Dora became seriously ill and died on the eve of Peggotty's departure to Australia. While David was grieving and traveling abroad, Annes kept in touch with him. When he returned to England three years later, he found that Anne had always loved him. They finally got married and lived happily with their aunt Bessie and maid Peggotty.