I had a tough time at improv class last night. I just couldn't find "the groove". From feedback, I think I was trying to be funny instead of just being. You know- trying to come up with that zinger, that top laugh, the climax to the scene. That made me less generous and less genuine...a fatal combination. I got into this class to push myself and improve as an actor, not just to do improv. I'm glad to say I'm being stretched. I hope I'm getting better.
This Friday is the read-through for "Nevermore". I'm excited and a little anxious. I haven't really stretched my acting muscles in a while. Not only that, but this is an entirely new group of people. New dynamics; new expectations; new egos to match my own sometimes overstretched one. Saturday I'll post an analysis of the sitch.
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