What have you walked out of and why?

This was a while back, but I remember walking out of Sweet Smell of Success. There were a few reasons:

1. I was way back in the balcony, and from that vantage point, the entire production looked too small for the stage. There was extra space all around the cast during the numbers.

2.I also felt disconnected from the production, sitting that far away.

3. the actors didn't appeal to me.

4. My mind started to wander away from the show and towards what I could be doing if I were home. Then I started debating whether or not I should leave. At this point, I was paying no attention to the show so I left.

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I walked out of the Applegate production of Sweet Charity due to the fact that it was one of the most unbearable things I have seen onstage.

I also walked out of All Shook Up, not due to the fact that I wasn't enjoying it. I wasn't but not to the point that would merit me walking out. I was with my grandmother who was hating it less then I did and was wanting really badly to leave. So we did.


i have also had a bad experience with the revivals of Company and Sweeney. For Sweeney, it was the same day that I found out that I needed glasses. I went to the theatre regardless of that fact and was in the box of the theatre. I had trouble seeing due to the fact that I of course needed glasses and had yet to get them. Despite the fact that I stayed for the whole show, I promised that I would go back. Never did, however, I did see the NETworks tour that stopped in New London, CT.

For Company, I did walk out because I went to the city to see a show totally disregarding the fact that I was very sick, and shouldn't have been out to begin with. However, I went and was so out of it during the first act that when intermission came. I was realizing that there is no one I should kid, that I should go home because I am not feeling well and just to count my losses and go back another time. However, I never got to do so.

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A really terrible regional production of The Man of La Mancha.

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I walked out of the highly acclaimed Broadway revival of Oscar Wilde's "An Ideal Husband" because I could not hear and/or understand what the actors were saying. I was near the back of the orchestra, and the cast, which featured some legendary veterans of the London stage, seemed to be playing to the first ten rows. They seemed to believe that "mumbling the lines under your breath = witty and sophisticated". Meanwhile, all I could hear was the sound of traffic coming from the fire exit.

The Roundabout's "Hedda Gabler" with Mary-Louise Parker. The one and only show I have ever left at intermission. Thankfully, I hadn't paid. Wow, was that horrendous (and this is coming from someone who didn't leave at intermission of "Festen"!)

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Had I not been on my school trip, I would've walked out of Rock N' Roll. Instead I fell asleep for half of act 1 and all of act 2. I went in with an open mind. It was the first Broadway PLAY I have ever seen. We saw Young Frankenstein and Mary Poppins the two days before and I was looking forward to seeing a play. I tried so hard to like it, and keep my eyelids open.

I don't like to leave halfway through a show. Tickets cost too much for me to waste 'em, I've seen shows that have had terrible first acts and yet improved beyond measure in the second half, and I like to get something out of every theatre experience, even if it's just an overwhelming certainty of how not to do it.

Although having said that, I did leave halfway through a Kismet matinee at the London Coliseum. The night before, I'd been to see Sweeney Todd at the Royal Festival Hall. Bryn Terfel, Maria Friedman, Philip Quast, and a whole bunch of other supremely talented cast members, and I had another ticket to go back that evening. That morning, I'd been to a really cool Anthony Gormley exhibition with a group of friends. It was a beautiful sunny day. My seat was really high up and REALLY uncomfortable. The design was terrible, the cast were unappealing, and I'd been having *such* a nice weekend up until that point that I really couldn't convince myself to go back in for the second half. So I snuck out with the smokers and went and ate okonomiyaki before finding a nice place by the Thames to sit until evening. I don't regret it for a second.

And I wish I'd walked out of England People Very Nice at the National. I don't offend very easily, so don't think I was going "OMG the racism, well I never!". It wasn't even that offensive. It was just boring, overlong, uninteresting, and wretched. I really really should've left...

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I place a lot of importance on my time also and I can't see the purpose of wasting time sitting in an uncomfortable seat totally bored out of my mind. Staying there for me would be like eating a dish that I don't like just because I paid for it.

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Copenhagen - BORING
Travesties - What the **** was going on?
Dr Selavy's Magic Theater - See above
Stones In My Pocket - Wasn't speaking to me.
Utter Glory of Morrisey Hall - Dreadful

Remember, I sat thru Via G, Rockabye Hamlet & Rachel Lily Rosenbloom before you question my tolerance for pain.

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I had to talk my partner into staying for the second act of Next to Normal when we saw it in previews last April. I gave him the pep talk about trying to find one or two things that are enjoyable, even if he did not like the subject matter. He had to remind me of this as we sat through White Christmas with my parents this year. I wouldn't have left because I paid a bunch to take us all to see it, but I sure was BORED! Thank heavens for Tony Yaszbeck's performance.

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I really wanted to walk out during The Lion King, but I was there with people.

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The only show I HAVE exited from at intermission: All Shook Up. I wanted to die.

Shows I wish I had?
Curtains
Brooklyn
Phantom
Story of My Life

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