This semester I am enrolled in Eric Trules' Improv acting class.
I signed up for the class because my roomate, and best friend here at USC was taking it too and I thought it would be a fun thing to do during her last semester (she's a senior). So we signed up, thinking an improvisational acting class would be easy and fun. Little did we know what we were getting into.
Eric Trules is a man with an extensive acting and modern dance career. He has been doing this for many years and apparently, he is quite famous (or infamous) among USC students because many students who enroll in his class were reffered by a friend. I had no idea so many people had heard things about this class, and was surprised to see that many other students in my class had.
After the first day of class, it became very clear that this class was not going to be what we expected. Instead of verbal improv, Trules made it clear that this class was going to be focusing on a more physical-reaction improvisation. Immediately I wanted to drop the class and pick up another elective. However, I decided to stick it out because there would be no final, and I wanted to take a class with my roomate.
This class might be the most difficult thing I've done in college (and believe me, I've overcome some OBSTACLES). Every day I come out of class, telling my friends that today we "acted like dogs" or "connected our bodies like a machine" or "made-love to the wall" and they look at me like I'm crazy! Not that it really matters, but I guess I have to say that I agree with them. I think it's crazy too.
Maybe I'm saying this because I'm a commercial actress (more than anything), but I really don't understand the method to the madness. I can't connect with it, even though I try each week in class.
Trules keeps asking us in class if we've reached any epiphanys about improv, acting, or life this semester. I can't say that I have, but I'm hoping that at the end of the semester I can look back on what I did and be grateful for taking the chance to run around a classroom pretending to be a 5-year-old who has to pee really bad!
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