Well, the dinner was tonight. In a nutshell, members of the audience - while enjoying dinner - are assigned certain characters to play (complete with biographies) and tasked to solve a murder.
I was expecting to just sit back and be entertained. But as is the usual case when i try to mind my own business, i was accosted by a member of the cast and made to become part of the show.
The character i played was named Sylous. The name evokes fond memories of the NBC show "Heroes," but alas Sylous is nowhere as cool as Sylar. Instead, he is the sleazy purveyor of a pornographic periodical called "The Naked Ankle."
(I forgot to mention that the mystery is set in the late 1920s. Apparently exposed ankles were considered pretty titillating back then.)
|Like the hat?|
It makes me wonder how they selected members of the audience to be part of their "cast." Generally, people looked their part. A burly gentleman was cast sort of a "mob enforcer" and the guy who played the milkman looked... well, like a milkman. I guess there's just something creepy about me that screams "sleazebag!"
I won't spoil the story by going into details. Suffice to say that it was moderately entertaining, especially if you try to get into it. I even finished the night with some recognition for my efforts.
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|Note: although it says "The" Best Actor, there were actually two of us.|
Anyway, in case anyone's interested, there's still shows going on at Brann's until early March. It also looks like they're doing events all over the country. Check them out here.