Week 6: Falling… For Long-Form

I was admittedly a bit uneasy heading into week six of class, which was set to focus on long-form improv. I had never done long-form, and it’s never been my favorite to see performed. However…Ed told us last week if we didn’t find something funny, try to find out why other people do and focus on that. So…that was my goal as I headed into class.

The game we played was called “Harold”. The story behind the name is epic and unforgettable, but unfortunately I do not have time to get into it here. The game is a little tough to explain in a couple of sentences, but here is my attempt. The concept of the game is that you take one suggestion, and base around 45 minutes worth of scenes around it. It starts with people telling stories about the suggestion (in our case, “Kentucky” for the first game, “The White House for the second). The performers then take parts of those stories and use them to form several scenes. Throughout the game, you call back to different subjects from the previous scenes, tell more stories, and create more scenes.

There are two important memories I will take away from this class. The first is that this was some of the most fun I’ve ever had doing improv. Because of some absences, Claire Wilcher, who was filling in for Ed, played with us. Because there were only four of us involved, we were all involved in almost all of the scenes. It was non-stop fun…everybody working together to tell several funny stories one right after another. I was very proud of what we put together…I said then, and I believe now…both games we played would have been perfectly presentable before a ComedySportz audience, and that’s what this class is all about.

The second memory is slightly more painful. As part of one of the scenes, one of the performers fell backward toward me. The idea was that I would catch him. That would have been fine, except he didn’t realize I was on the very edge of the stage. His fall took us both backward off the stage. I crashed through the three stools on the side and landed flat on the ground. His fall was, fortunately for him, cushioned by landing on me.

Everyone is ok. I’m very sore and still limping, but these are the sacrifices we make for our art. If nothing else, expect me to be the founding member of the Hardcore Division of ComedySportz Indy.