While speaking with Brandon after seeing the show, he mentioned that it has been difficult to get actors this year, and that’s hard to believe. Terror Field feels like it is brimming with actors, and although a few scenes could benefit from more bodies, they are certainly punching above their weight in this category.
The actors are hard-working, dedicated, and full of energy at every single turn. From the moment you enter, all the way to the gift shop, this cast is on turbo mode. Every single actor in this cast is highly interactive, and it is really great to encounter such a lively bunch of folks who clearly love what they do!
The first half is a return to hillbilly hell, full of the most rootin’-est tootin’-est good ole boys and gals you’ve ever had the pleasure of encountering. One actor in this section that stood-out is Mama-san, who decided she didn’t like my attitude when I asked if she was going to eat the body in the sink. She had me pinned against the wall, hatchet to my throat, threatening to skin me alive in no time flat, and I’ve got a few inches and about a hundred pounds on her. This woman embodies fear, and she’s not afraid to use it against you.
Venturing further into the house, I encountered all sorts of characters, some of them eliciting screams while others made me laugh. One such joke may have gone over the heads of some guests, but I caught it. I can’t repeat the line here, as it is definitely adult-oriented, but it involved a shack and another word that rhymes with the shack. Crude? Yes. Hilarious? Also yes.
I really love the use of humor interspersed within these scenes. Not only does it make the characters feel more relatable, it lowers the guard off of haunt goers, so they can easily scare the pants off of them.
Heading upstairs to the second half, we meet a wide variety of characters. From the drywall-eating psych patient to the dentist, handing out free toothbrushes after they have been shoved into the mouths of visitors, to the priest, the nun, and a slew of other characters.
The humor doesn’t stop here, either. The psych patient has the gift of gab, and I got a great pep talk from him about why I shouldn’t let anyone stop me from eating drywall, and we had to stick together no matter what the haters have to say. All the while, he’s got the energy of a kid that just had their first Red Bull.
Other characters are a little more physically interactive. In one scene, I was shoved by an actor! Guess I was not moving fast enough. In another, I was stopped by a young girl who did not want to let me pass for one reason or another. Every time I tried to bob, she would weave! Then she stomped on the ground, and I stomped on the ground. I thought we were about to start singing indie folk songs! Eventually, she asked what my name was and then said I could go.
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