A front-row seat doesn’t always work out for best

A May 17 letter writer wrote a beautiful and accurate letter praising John Peterson’s performance in “The Prisoner of Second Avenue.” I found Peterson’s acting excellent, but way too believable.

If you’re sensitive to shouting, anger and furniture being thrown around, don’t sit in the front row. I did. I was only a few feet from both the action and the angst.

It was too unnerving to be at all humorous.

I thought Neil Simon was all about New Yorkers, lightness and humor. I was misled.

Perhaps it was just that the venue is too small and intimate for this kind of play.

To quote a friend: “The quality was excruciating.”

Emery C. Walters