Multi-media

AT RISE:

A MAN sits on a couch, watching a television. He's really enjoying it!

MAN:
Oh man.
(to the audience)
This is a really good movie, guys.
(beat)
Of course, for all you know I could be lying my sweet patoot off. And trust me, this is one sweet patoot. The perils of the fourth wall!
(he looks around for a second)
You know what? Just this once, let's forget about the whole illusion of reality thing. 'Cause seriously, this is a really good movie. Hold on a second.

He pulls the TV over to face the audience, then hops off stage to join them.

MAN:
Much better, huh? I mean, as a sophistcated theatre-going audience I'm sure you'd rather just watch me watch the movie like a good bunch of polite voyuers, but in a weird way, thsi feels a but more theatreical to me. I mean, why should I be having all the fun? Anyway, back to the movie, am I right?

He presses play. They have a great time together,with plenty of back and forth regarding the quality of the film, and background details about the production, and a true bond of friendship is formed!

There is one downer, however, but he can just go backstage with the other actors, still waiting on a cue that shall never come, and commiserate about the downfall of theatre and ways in which a more complete theatrical experience can perhaps only be achieved via a more direct link with the audience but then HOLY SHIT, THAT JUST HAPPENED! He will then return to his seat, mind blown, and enjoy the rest of the play.

BLACKOUT. END PLAY.