This afternoon I was surprised that there were several empty seats in this small theater. In fact, ushers were asking audience members in the back to fill seats closer to the stage.
As for the show itself, I thought Hathaway was good but not so good that she could turn this respectable, over-earnest one-person play into something special.
Grounded did start well, offering some interesting points of view on our endless wars in the Middle East and how, thanks to technology, they are increasingly being fought by soldiers who go home to their families in the suburbs day after day.
However, after 45 minutes or so, the story started to become repetitive and even somewhat cliched -- war is hell, and the people being killed are a lot like the people doing the killing. Also, as the show moved toward its Ozymandian conclusion, I'd begun to be annoyed by the references to Greek myths and other "poetic" dialogue, which seldom sounded convincing in the mouth of Hathaway's AC/DC-loving character.
One thing I found interesting was that, when Hathaway came out to take her bows, she seemed (to me) to be close to tears and finding it difficult to look at the audience, even though she had made frequent eye contact when in character. The distraught look that I thought I saw on her face as she left the stage did a better job of conveying her character's emotions than anything I had seen during the performance proper.