Last night, the Mercury‘s Nerd Posse™ attended Walking with Dinosaurs: THE ARENA SPECTACULAR at the Rose Garden. Hit the jump for our insightful and incisive critique. (If for some reason the following commentary fails to satisfy your curiosity about the show, feel free to leave questions in the comments.)
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A Slightly Self-Indulgent and Just a Teeny Bit Lazy Group Chat Re: Walking with Dinosaurs: THE ARENA SPECTACULAR
by Alison Hallett, Sarah Mirk, Erik Henriksen, and Ned Lannamann
Am I the only one who read and was amused by this chat… Before becoming red-faced angry that I’m not a part of the Mercury’s Nerd Posse? Fuck that shit.
I was amused… and then infuriated I wasn’t around to shove their heads in a toilet.
Nerds. NERDS!!
I am with Erik 1,000% on this one.
If your main criticism for a work of live theater is “the giant fucking fighting dinosaurs did not fight enough/the giant fucking flying dinosaurs did not fly enough” you are not really thinking things through. At all.
My name is spelled incorrectly in your iChat window, Allison Halett.
Your friend,
Ned Lannamann
DOES ERIK THROW ALL-CAPS TANTRUMS OVER EVERYTHING?! JESUS CHRIST!
@Joneser:
Yes.
@Patrick
Seriously? Did you READ that iChat? This is a club you want to be in?
This made me cry laughing.
@atomic: but that’s what’s wrong with most live theater.
@ Alison
Yes. Unlike Groucho Marx, I’m all too happy to be a part of any club that would have me as a member. And also, I thought it was a Posse, which is waaaay cooler than a club.
PAC: Stick to your guns. I demand more reviews entitled “Inflatable Nipple Plants: Foie Gras of the Mesozoic?”
What Patrick said. *sobs into embroidered stegosaurus pillow* *I embroidered it myself* *I’m not sure if this is the correct usage of asterisks anymore*
Nerd Posse? You are all the cool kids on a wicked awesome field trip. I hope you didn’t get motion sickness on the bus ride over there. Please be sure to write polite thank you notes to the performers. Here’s a draft to get you started: Dear Dinosor Peeple, thank you for the tikets. You were awesom. I likt the part with the poop. Teh ptarodactile was lame tho. Yours truley, the special needs kids from Mercury Elementary.
I thought you were the cat! Who was the cat, then?
Me.
Cats and dolphins and something that looks like a terminator pug talking about dinosaur shit! This kicks Dinosaur Comics ass in about a million different ways.
I can’t believe I had to read so much of that just to find out if the dude was hot or not!
@helevent: He was well fit for a fake archeologist, and he had all these vaguely sensual lines about “penetrating the unyielding armor of the ankylosaurus”. The dude got some after-show DMILF play, that’s for sure.
Live action Dinosaur Comics! I would totally get into that.
While you were tweeting, my friend & I spent the intermission with the puppeteers and peppered them with questions like “how in the name of triceratops-riding-christ do you get a job PUPPETING A T-REX?!” The crew offered the invite upon seeing our homemade dinosaur hoodies. THAT’S how a nerd posse rolls.
@Night Moves
Point/match.