In 1966, Marat / Sade not only had no curtain call, but the asylum inmates tore out of the theatre via all of the external exits, unintentionally scaring (or maybe not) people who happened to be walking past the theatre at the time. I was too young to appreciate the show -- truthfully, my friend and I, who were 16 at the time, probably should not have been sold a ticket or allowed in the theatre. We weren't bored, but we didn't understand it much, and it was really out there.