And so we saw the King Lear last night. It was glorious. There is something magical in the fact that the entire production was done without microphones in a theater the size of Royce Hall. By no means am I equipped with the expertise to offer any critical revelation or opinion on the production. Suffice it to say that I was impressed and that I’ll avoid the kind of sophomoric humor that could have followed the gasps heard from audience members when Gandalf displayed his “wizard staff,” his “precious,” or his little “Bilbo Baggins” (I realize how sophomoric that actually was, but I couldn’t resist). Also seen last night in attendance: Alfred “The Man” Molina, Neil Patrick Harris, and John Lithgow.