I’ve not actually walked out of a show yet, but there have been a handful of incidences where I’ve strongly considered it.
-Girl From The North Country had such a confusing and ultimately, terribly contrived book that ended with nothing of substance, that it ended up feeling like the worst waste of a papered ticket I’ve ever had.
-Caroline or Change. I saw the revival the last week it was open and just being painfully bored. It felt like the cast, especially Sharon D Clarke, were going through the motions and couldn’t wait for it to end. I shouldn’t leave thinking the actress playing Tony Kushner’s mom was the real hero.
-To echo what Boris said, Little Prince was truly painful to get through. This felt like a show that should've been at a children’s theatre, and even still, it would’ve been difficult to understand for anyone not reading the onscreen subtitles. Also scenic design was a joke. The backdrops looked like rejected screensavers from Windows 98.
Bad Cinderella and Plaza Suite I mainly enjoyed because I had alcohol in both instances, although thank all the gods for Grace/Carolee (and Julio Rey when he stood in for Jordan Dobson) in BC. They were worth the rush price. For Plaza, I’m convinced Matthew Broderick only knows how to play Ferris Bueller, poor SJP was giving it her all, and he just had ZERO chemistry with her…which considering they're married, is alarming.
Lastly, the 2022 production of MacBeth is by far the worst thing I’ve ever seen. If you’re going to do Shakespeare on BWay in the 21st century, you’d better have a damn good reason for why. This production didn’t have one, except to showcase Sam Gold’s utter pretentiousness. Ruth Negga was the sole good thing about it, and I’m embarrassed for her, that this had to be her BWay debut. Truly cannot believe this is the show Amber Gray left Hadestown for. #Soup.