shriek madly. She: "Oh, my God! What was that?" A pause. He: "Oh. That's an air-conditioner." She: "Doesn't an air-conditioner make more of a whirring sound?" He: "Isn't that a whirring sound?" The girl takes a few more sips of chocolate Sprite. The monkeys shriek anew. She: "What is that sound?!!!" He: "Uh that's a pie." She: "Well, it doesn't sound like a pie." He: "What does a pie sound like?"
No, it's not Brecht. Rather, it's the kind of theater that emerges from the comically rich gastrointestinal tract of Tilt, Ann Arbor's new improv theater company. For about a year Tilt's been offering workshops, assembling a cast, rehearsing, and giving informal performances around town. The group's work has paid off big time, if last month's show in a scrappy downtown dance studio is any indication. It was SRO for this bare-bones, fluorescent-lit night of spontaneous combustion.
Improvisation simply means the creation of performance in the moment. There are lots of kinds of improv: contact improv in dance, theatrical improv that seeks to promote causes and social change, improv for therapy, improv for education, and let's not forget jazz. But Tilt messes around quite capably with the comedic kind made famous by all those Second City franchises.