I think I've gone off theatre.
I've been three times in the last three weeks to see plays and haven't enjoyed any of them.
The second one I disliked the least but the best I could say about that was it left me indifferent. It wasn't bad, but it lacked oomph, like scrambled egg without black pepper (or insert your own under-seasoned food analogy here).
The other two inspired a range of emotions including near hysteria (not in a good way), surprise, confusion and boredom.
The first contained too many words said quickly and loudly over and over again.
The third didn't contain enough words, being mainly physical theatre. I know a bit about physical theatre (I'm no stranger to Stanislavski , understand why it developed in the Catalan region etc) but I don't like it. Words are important to me; I like books, I like languages. I don't like mime or clowning, and for the same reason I struggle with dance.
But I was apparently in the minority, the applause was rapturous. Everyone else thought it was "simply marvellous, darling".