This weekend Jed and I did what we call a Theatrical Double Header. We saw Harvey Fierstein as Tevye in Fiddler at the Paramount for the matinee, and then we saw an exquisite production of Candide at the 5th Avenue. Candide was perfectly cast, perfectly staged, and beautifully played by the orchestra. It was long, I admit, but Jed and I were still annoyed by the jeans wearing couple in front of us grumbling during intermission "13 more songs in the damn second half?? How long to we have to sit here, anyway??" "I can't tell where one song ends and the next begins, it could be 30 songs for all we know." "What the hell are they talking about anyway?" "No idea, dear." "I should have had a damn beer before this started."
And on in that vein.... *sigh*