
This just in to I, Anonymous:
If you don't understand what is going on during a ballet, here's a hint: READ THE PROGRAM! It's pretty damn rude to have your daughter say "What the heck?!" loudly throughout the entire performance because you didn't bother to show up early, read through the story, and explain that there wouldn't be any dialogue through the whole damn ballet. I can understand not being able to identify the dancing peacock... but if your daughter can't recognize a GIANT FREAKING RAT... then you've clearly got other issues. Also, if you're trying to shut your daughter up, passing out gum to everyone in the family is not the best way to do it. Try duct tape next time, instead of "I really don't know what to tell you, honey!"
I've previously addressed both the mind-fucking weirdness of The Nutcracker and a prior instance of Nutcracker-based aggression at PNB, so now I turn to you, dear readers.
Who's more annoying?
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