Of course, but I can also see how the exaggeration could take someone out of the story if they were, at the time, a part of the NYC cognoscenti (like many of us including especially Michael :-)) and witnessed what actually happened on stage. This is, of course, less of an issue on Netflix, where perhaps many won't know the reality than where these stories were told in their native habitat.
One more thing (that bugs me even more about this particular story) is that, for someone as well read as Fran (and she certainly gives the impression that she "consumes" rather than just "reads" the Times), it strikes me as hard to believe that she "hadn't read a thing about the show prior to opening night." This reminds me of a friend who has always pretended to know nothing about anything popular who insisted (in her heydey) that he had never heard of Madonna. I called him on it and told him that was culturally ignorant as much as not knowing who Sondheim (again, in his heydey) was. He admitted he was exaggerating for effect. |
