I watched the cast from time to time, and saw one of the boys begin to tune out -- saw him sigh, his gaze drift from the speaker, look left and then to the right in a manner which became more desperately bored with each turn of the head. And then he looked up and saw the flying corpse suspended from the ceiling.................
He turned slightly in his theatre seat holding onto the armrests, and as he looked up transfixed, a slow, innocently gleeful, absolutely delighted grin spread across his face, and it was a grin that captured all of childhood -- the quintessence of boyish joy--in an instant. Fabulous.
That was worth the whole day.