best theater in town

De la misma pasta. Pasta excelsa:

- Hey. Do you wanna go to the football game?

- Absolutely not.

- Surprised you even come to this stuff. It's so lame.

- It's the opposite of lame, Syd. It's theater. It's live theater.

Westinghouse Memorial High School on a Friday night.

Bring it in! What could be more tragic?

More Shakespearean?

Think about it.

The moment the lights come up on Hamlet, you know it's not gonna end well.

Take, uh... Mr. Bradley Lewis.

His best case scenario is, what, managing some regional insurance sales company?

Where he gets to, I don't know, call the shots on Employee of the Month?

I mean, these are the people that will actually attend the five, ten, 20-year reunion, because, aside from this, nothing else all that noteworthy is gonna happen.

This is as good as it gets for them.

And I like watching 'em, like Hamlet, when everything goes to shit in the end... and everyone dies.

It's the best theater in town.