Would you not like to A) go back in time and watch this performed live, in the shadow of those fantastic sets, or B) make yourself small enough to frolic in the paper doll version?  Or yes to both?  What visual wit.  “The Gashlycrumb Tinies” have been bubbling up lately, prompting me to remember and renew my admiration for and delight in the work of the great Mr. Gorey.  (P.S., Puggy would have loved it.)