A minority opinion: I found the Beaumont entirely hospitable to the show, its depth and apron brilliantly used. I heard every word, saw every moment. But most of the show is about a drug-induced heightened reality, and the space around the action allowed the hallucinations to unfold with size and occasional grandeur. I don't see the piece as small, other than in cast size. It's goals are personal and character-driven, but its canvas is purposefully designed to accommodate the projection of three sets of therapeutic epiphanies visually and aurally. The Beaumont feels like a gift to the material's ambitions, not a liability. But the flaws I noted above wouldn't disappear in the Booth, and that's the final word on the piece's likely overall reception: second act problems, not the wrong theater space.
"I'm a comedian, but in my spare time, things bother me." Garry Shandling