Just read. Of modern Shakespeare performances, literary critic Harold Bloom, in his recent The Anatomy of Influence, writes that
not infrequently I walk out at the first intermission, reflecting that at eighty I do not need to endure any more high-concept directors, who should be shot at dawn.
The last Shakespeare performance from which I walked out was a production of Macbeth, in which the high-concept director, a woman, played King Duncan. Fortunately, state law barred the carrying of sidearms, for I would not have waited for dawn. I would have shot her on stage.