Bad theater makes for good conversation.
Here’s what happened. I saw some bad theater. Not theater that could have gone either way. Not theater that just missed its mark. Not theater whose value was in the eye of the beholder. Just some flat-out very bad theater.
I won’t mention the play I saw or where I saw it. I won’t link to it. Instead, I’d like you to imagine, just for a moment, the worst theater you ever saw. Or, okay, a terrible, terrible movie.
Got something?
So now, here’s the thing. The rub. The catch. You LOVED talking about it didn’t you? You still do! You could sit here and wax poetic about the atrocities of it. A ridiculous plot. Terrible costumes. Painful acting. You could talk about it all day. It was so bad, it was entertaining, wasn’t it?
I’ve been chatting about this very bad play for 3 days now. It’s been an endless fount of inspiration for some of my, shall we say (since you didn’t hear them), very awesome jokes.
When it’s enjoyed in the right lighthearted frame of mind, Bad Stuff is comic relief. And at its best, Bad Stuff can feed us, rev us up artistically by pointing out exactly what we don’t like. Bad Stuff, the alter universe to Good Stuff, makes us consider what we actually do like. It points the way to Good Stuff. Bad Stuff is a beacon, a lighthouse, if you will, of things to avoid avoid.
In that spirit, here are a few favorite Curators of Bad:
Mystery Science Theater 3000: They got the catty calling off to a good start. And they had robots.
Us Magazine Worst Dressed Lists: Because you look at it. Yes you do.
Copyranter: He’s mean. He’s mad. And he takes the “B” from Bad and adds it to Ads.
Regretsy: Come ogle the less than shiny items from the stellar site, Etsy.
