Against ovation inflation

I’m with Ben.

Pretty much every show you attend on Broadway these days ends with people jumping to their feet and beating their flippers together like captive sea lions whose zookeeper has arrived with a bucket of fish.

Leta and I, between us, saw four fine shows on and off-Broadway last week. And we kept our seats for the applause for all of them. Messrs. Hoffman and Pryce could hear us just as well.


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