Theatre audiences behave like pigs these days:
1. I sat in the balcony for a Saturday night perfprmance of RENT and directly in front of me three young 20-ish ladies from Larchmont or New Rochelle or another suburb who had been shopping all day arrived with their bags crinkling and making noise, while during every blackout these idiots would check their cell phones for texts. Do you have any idea how bright phone lights are in a blackout? Everyone's eyes went from the stage to these three idiots. Oh, and they .talked to each other as well. I have no idea why they went to a show.
2. I saw WHITE CHRISTMAS from house seats at $125 a pop. The four seats in the aisle in front of me were empty and I said to my friend Chris, watch; they'll be late. They were 40 minutes late! An older couple and a young couple. The older woman took a seat, next was the young lady, then the young man, and then the older man. There was about 20 minutes left in the first act and the young couple made out, as though they were in a drive in movie. and behind me? Four teens with cups of soda and candy, so it was the constant sound of candy wrappers, slurping, and crunching of ice.
