This is anecdotal, obviously, but I saw Cats: The Jellicle Ball on a Thursday matinee. It was full, with a very receptive crowd that was diverse in terms of age, gender, and racial demographics. In other words, very far from the "matinee ladies" stereotype. As someone who doesn't work a typical 9-5, Monday-Friday job, I appreciate midweek matinees, but I am also a fan of the way many productions are modernizing the performance schedule. (I love the 5pm "matinees" that have become somewhat common.)
"You travel alone because other people are only there to remind you how much that hook hurts that we all bit down on. Wait for that one day we can bite free and get back out there in space where we belong, sail back over water, over skies, into space, the hook finally out of our mouths and we wander back out there in space spawning to other planets never to return hurrah to earth and we'll look back and can't even see these lives here anymore. Only the taste of blood to remind us we ever existed. The earth is small. We're gone. We're dead. We're safe."
-John Guare, Landscape of the Body
Updated On: 4/29/26 at 07:50 AM