Standing Ovations used to mean something. Now they mean nothing. They result from what I refer to as the 'American Idolization' of America. Automatons jumping out of their seat because they have been programmed to do so.
It is such a shame because I can remember when they meant something. When I started attending in the 60s, you could literally go for years without seeing one; when the audience did give one, it really meant something. And they only gave it two ways, either the audience jumped up as one the second the curtain came down, e.g., Moon for the Misbegotten, or when the lead came out, e.g., Angela Lansbury for Mame and Gypsy, Christopher Plummer for Cyrano, Nathan Lane and Matthew Broderick for The Producers, Glenn Close for Sunset. In the last few years, IMO Hamilton, Glenn Close and Ben Platt deserved SOs, based on pre-200X standards. Bette would get one as a theatre legend; but, quite frankly, neither Carol Channing or Pearl Bailey got SOs when I saw them in Dolly in the 1960s, and both were better than Bette.
I actually think mid-performance standing ovations are even worse. I can remember sitting ovations with much lengthier and much louder applause (of the 'my hands hurt' variety). With the SOs, the audience stands, applauds, and sits. It is mechanical.