Monday, February 29, 2016


What I saw: "The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime," at the Barrymore Theater on 47th between 8th Avenue and Broadway

What I wore: rust corduroys (with stretch!) and Chinese-made Australian boots
What I did beforehand: ate remarkably mediocre Thai food
Who went with me: R., a twenty-something friend
How I got tickets: online, full price
Why I saw this show: my cousin L. suggested it on FB
Where I sat: in a prime number seat, third row orchestra

Things that were sad: graphic depictions of the struggles of a young man in the autism spectrum, with a side serving of family dysfunction
Things that were funny: the main character has the blunt charm sometimes found in the personalities of high-functioning people in the autism spectrum
Things that were not funny: Why oh why do we only get books and plays and movies about disabled people if they have nearly inhuman superpowers? Dear Readers, not every high-functioning, neuro-atypical person in the autism spectrum is a math whiz!

What it is: a Tony-award-winning play, adapted with care and accuracy from the young adult novel of the same name. Probably the most intricate production I have seen since I started the “What I Saw” blogs.

Who should see it: parents of frustrating children, teens who appreciate an outsider-narrator, fans of pet rats, math nerds (stay past curtain call), anyone who saw “but I cd only whisper” earlier in the week for a two-part spectacle of low-budget vs. high-budget theatrical depictions of perceptual storm on the part of a main character (and then let’s get coffee to discuss)

What I saw on the way home: cold, sizzling rain on the pavement and distant lightning illuminating the sky of Hell’s Kitchen

1 comment:

  1. I saw it a few months ago. I found the odd stage a little disconcerting at first but it increased in value as the show went on.