I attended a very warm matinee of Cyrano de Bergerac at American Players Theatre over the weekend and while I was sweating in my seat, waiting for the show to begin, I struck up a lovely converstation with the man sitting next to me. An older gentleman from Chicago and huge fan of APT, he had come up for the weekend to see as many plays as he could.
When he asked about the notebook on my lap I told him I was a reviewer and we chatted about good things he'd seen lately. (He thought Aladdin was quite good, but had no interest in Hamilton. What????)
We both loved Jim Ridge's panache as Cyrano and when he looked over at me at the end of the play, he noticed that tears were streaming down my cheeks, out from under my sunglasses.
"Well," he said. "It's nice to know that theater critics have feelings."
I laughed and nodded, as I wiped my face.
I smiled all the way back to the car.