You know how cellphones are verboten at live theatre? Well, somebody should have text messaged that to George Stroumboulopoulos, my neighbour on opening night of We Will Rock You.
He must have checked his Blackberry four times on The Hour (get it?) during the show his female companion checked hers as many times, if not more.
(Actually, once Stroumbo noticed me looking over, he shielded the bright screen. Thanks, George.)
Jian Ghoumeshi managed to sit through the show without checking to see if he had any calls or messages, although he was sitting in front of me to the left, so he may have been able to do it more discreetly. Eugene Levy, to Ghoumeshi’s right, was easily the most attentive viewer in the room. He applauded loudly after every number and was one of the first to rise to his feet for an ovation.
Maybe if the show had been a bit more engrossing (see my review, elsewhere on this site), I wouldn’t have noticed. And maybe George wouldn’t have been distracted enough to flip it out, either.
