There’s something about Field of Fear and this review team that brings out the rain when we visit. Our last trip there two years ago came on the heels of a deluge that left the field a muddy mess. The monsters frolicked in it anyway. A fairly hard rain was falling when we arrived this time, and we kept up through the first couple of attractions we went through. Again, this fairly sizable cast put on their performing boots and went right to it.
Everyone projected vocally very well, whether screaming or talking, or making noises. The actors performed their motions and actions dynamically. We saw a lot of confidence and attitude, as well as some playfulness, in interpreting characters.
Yes, our fun times started with the cast, who looked like they were having a lot of fun themselves. It definitely carried over into our experience! So, through two visits, the actors bring a ton of energy even in less-than-ideal conditions.
The hayride actors were all over and around the wagon, boarding it, tearing around from rider to rider, and jumping on top of the wagon’s sides. The laborers and auctioneers at a livestock sale whooped it up and frantically herded us (one with a whip!) through the killing grounds to cries of ‘Come on little piggies!’ The chainsaw maniac at the end – by the name of Meat, the master of the meat locker – put on a terrific high-octane performance to terrorize the crowd.
Creeps in all the attractions jumped out of the corn and engaged us with liveliness. A skeletal bird swooped and hopped around with avian movements and squawks. Prisoners clawed at us from their cages, urgently ushered us away from the warden and guards, or threatened us with shiv attacks and gang beatings. A prisoner sang a jail lyrics version of ‘Welcome to the Jungle.’
The clowns of Carnage of the Carnies were a totally gonzo group. They fronted the most talkative attraction, and many of them came back with quickly improvised lines when we conversed with them.
They also laughed, teased, and taunted us in scratchy, strangled voices, threw wicked grins, and said they wanted to eat our eyes like cereal. They proposed a gaggle of games, including using our bodies for life-size Operation, as well as the infamous whack-a-skull, with a severed head propped on the striking point of a sledgehammer strongman set-up where ‘Psycho’ and ‘Serial Killer’ were the top levels. One gymnast type did her best, Simone Biles, balancing on top of a fence. We wanted to give her a medal! We know clowns are overdone, but we don’t mind when they’re this fun.
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