Improv 101 Week Seven: Kill Butterflies
2015-05-05, 11:04 p.m.
Continued from here.
No major lecture this week--we did two brief warmups, one called "Electric Company" in which one person would come up with a word and the next person comes up with a related word, repeat down the circle, and a clapping game similar to the knives/baby/cat one. Then we got to doing Harolds, got four done today. I am happy to report that EVERYONE came back to class today, though one person was all "what if I can't go to the performance?"
I think we did a lot better this week. I know I did! I'm pretty proud of how I did tonight, it was really exciting. Other folks were doing really well too. Some people did some really spectacular monologues. One guy told a great story about letting out a colossal fart while in the airport in Alaska, annoying the entire TSA line. And of course he and his brother were trying to blame it on others. Another girl was the school mascot--a BEARCAT, don't ask her what that is--and when another mascot started harassing her, she chased him down, yelling "Let's just take this wherever it goes!" and was strangling him. He complained and she got in trouble. Some can dish it out but not take it...
I did a monologue on how if you say anything in a perky voice at work, people will totally be happy to hear bad news. (Extremely weird, but apparently true. I got this girl EXCITED HAPPY yesterday despite my telling her I can't do what she wants for several months. What the heck?) This led to a lovely scene about how to deliver bad news in the hospital, I played one of the patients being told she'll never walk again. "But do I get one of those fancy chairs?" Then the next guy got told he has to have his balls cut off... CRAZY TOWN! (Also see note below.)
I"ll do my best to recall what went down:
The first scene I initiated was going into a butterfly garden while afraid of butterflies. (Based off real life--the first time I went in one I nearly stomped on a butterfly flying under my foot and I wouldn't go in one for years.) So I nearly stepped on one, hid behind the other guy...and a third guy did a spectacular job of playing a butterfly...a GIANT BUTTERFLY. And when he landed on the other guy's back, I got up the nerve to punch the butterfly in the face. I LOVED THAT. Brian's commentary was that "The way you become unusual in this scene is kill butterflies." He said it would have been good in the graduation show despite it not being the traditional pattern. YAY!
The second scene was me being an irritating TSA agent sending people all the way to the front of the airport to get plastic baggies (based off of one girl's monologue saying the TSA was making people do that, and she said she'd rather throw out her lip gloss than lose her place in line, and the agent said "No, I know from my wife how much those things cost."), and generally being a jerk and stealing their stuff when they weren't there. More of a group skit, really. Brian said I should make sure nobody ever made it on the plane, and be all "I'm doing it to protect the plane, you little heathen!" Not too bad either. I also hopped into a few other skits, some went better than others.
Some other skits I can recall:
Brian totally thinks up skits all by himself, like protesting cats. "You're gonna protest the shit out of that cat!" He also suggested a perky serial killer, James Bond-esque plastic bags, how Alaska is a lot like Afghanistan...
Fun stories told by Brian tonight!
Oh, and in the event that I ever go to the improv jam on Thursdays: he now says that we're cleared to join it. It's free, you put your name in a bucket and they draw names, 8 at a time, to perform Harolds. He says they get through 4-5 teams a night of 8 people and get at least 24 performers every night--it's very popular. Good to know if/when I switch CC shifts.