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.
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