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I used to live in a ski town, and would hear how visitors would describe how awesome the skiing was after a recent storm. The Orwellian like adage "any skiing is good skiing, just some is better than others" holds true, and yes it was good. But with the aid of seeing the mountain over a long period, and really seeing how magical the place can become, from a comparative point of view, maybe that small little storm didn't really quite get to that threshold of transforming the place in to magic. In this analogy, it is the exuberant visitor that is having a better time than the jaded local with marginal conditions.
In that vein, the enjoyment is all internal - makes me think of "Zen mind, beginners mind," and the newb is the master (case in point, my first show, which flipped the switch for me is in the bottom 2% of shows I've seen rating wise. It still flipped the switch). But as far as comparative critique, recognizing the difference between those moments that truly stand out vs those small storms or average-great shows (or insert your analogy here) is key to seeing the greatness when it makes that transcendent jump.
Or maybe, can I still have fun?