I didn’t like the play I saw a couple of days ago. That’s unusual for me. I usually like plays or at least find something that I can like about them. After all, I really enjoyed the Percy Jackson Musical The Lightning Thief that was produced by a regional theater stuck in an industrial area with weeds growing out front and clearly a theater created and sustained as a labor of love.
The play I’m referring to had better production values than a show that featured a lightning bolt made of aluminum foil. But. I didn’t like play. I found it rambling and worse, I didn’t feel anything.
When I go to the theater, I go to fall into the story. I love that sensation of forgetting that I’m sitting in a chair surrounded by people and there is this magical moment in the theater when it becomes a communal experience. I didn’t have that with this particular play. However, I did see where other people had that experience.
Other patrons were laughing at the one – woman show. When I left, this lady behind me commented she should’ve been warned to bring tissues to the theater because it was so moving to her.
So, while I say that I didn’t find anything that I like about the play, I do have to admit that it reinforced a lesson for me as a creator and as a writer. Not everything is for everyone. Just because someone doesn’t like the show, doesn’t mean that the show was not moving or meaningful for someone else. I wasn’t the target audience for that play. The majority of the people sitting in that theater, however, were. It’s something that I’ve known for a while, but it’s nice to have something like that.
Keep moving forward. Keep getting better.
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As of Day 35, – 2/4/24
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