It is normal in a comedy show to leave the front row free to avoid being drawn into the show against your will, but it is rare when the whole audience is dragged onto the stage. Discover Ben Target.
Target made everyone jog on the spot, before separating the audience into teams and forcing them to hurl small plastic balls at each other. Fortunately the Studio space is small – this clearly wouldn’t work in the Civic – and there are enough coloured balls to go around. Also pens, to create team flags, and war paint.
At first, the audience rather enjoyed being bossed around by this deranged psycho teacher in sports kit. “Put your hand up if you are tired of putting your hand up!” he shouted at us. No one did.
After a while though the mood changed, became darker, and people started to answer back. Then Target disappeared behind a screen.
We sat there for a while waiting for him to return. He didn’t. And then we went home.
Odd, but definitely memorable. Not perhaps what the predominantly over 40 audience were expecting, particularly the older German tourists, who gave what they got . . .