Some of the more crass video games, those for the unwashed masses, are turned into cartoons, or motion pictures. Something with ambitions as lofty as Braid, though, was never going to settle for such a low-brow adaptation.

It's not much surprise, then, to see the indie platformer reborn here as...interpretive dance, brought to the stage by the Chaparral High School Alumni Theatre. I admire the team's enthusiasm, but really, there aren't enough dinosaurs for my low-brow tastes. And where are the glasses of red wine?

[thanks Brett!]