I used to be a fan of WWF, fully aware that these were performances.
However, the age of media and promotion has made this "art form"
painfully fake, to the point that there is nothing the mind can even
conceive as intelligent entertainment.
Every character is the same in their entry, song clip, banter and
ultimately (not the Warrior), poorly executed maneuvers that take too
long to set up and miss their mark. Watching the Great Khali limp
his way to the ring to render a single blow that KO'd his opponent
was sickening.
Worst of all are the poorly written scripts performed by amateurs
whose sole purpose is to sell, sell, sell to parents of 8 year olds, fake
sport enthusiasts, or lonely hearts like the woman behind me who
couldn't stop yelling out just to draw attention to herself.
At $60 per ticket, the amount of promotion stuffed down your throat
for another event, or urged to pay for a never ending plethora of
unresolved "special" events" (Orton disqualified after 20 minutes
of repetitive suplexes and referee knock out), or Divas "dancing"
was PAIN-FULL. As in painful to watch. Not wrestling, a circus-act.
Oh yeah, one cotton candy was $10!!!