So if anyone's wondering, I'm not dead or anything. Just something happened that kind of knocked me on my ass, and LJ hasn't been my first priority lately.
I'm mostly back to normal now, but uh. Yeah.
First off, y'all in the Portland area are seeing Bare at the
Tin Pan Alley Theatre. I'm not sure if you knew this, but it's fact, and as such I
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The play itself wasn't enjoyable at all, and the moments I did like had more to do with pride at seeing the performance of people I knew and not from any connection to characters. I not only had no sympathy for any of them, I was completely disconnected. I could have cared less if they all formed a simultaneous suicide pact in the closing song and jumped from the roof of the office building.
I don't consider things like age and experience when watching a play as much as most people do. I'd rather say yeah, I wasn't impressed than not bad for high schoolers. Hell, I walked out of Wilson's rendition of Rent just a few weeks ago, and it ran shorter than H2S.
The people who will read this entry either have seen the play already or won't appreciate it because they know the actors. There's no point in recommending it to them if the things I liked were things they probably wouldn't.
Also, I don't deal with criticism the way I think most people do, so I often act on the Golden Rule, forgetting that what I'd have done to me is not what others appreciate being done to them.
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