In the past, I've found that I enjoyed Virginia Woolf's more traditional stories, rather than her experimental (and considered much more brilliant) work. "Between the Acts" is about as traditional a story as you can get and frankly, I found it to be sort boring

The story is about a group of people who put together an annual play -- it's a story that just isn't strong enough, even with Woolf's unique style.

While the book was published posthumously, a forward indicates that Woolfe wasn't likely to revise it much plotwise by that point in its publication process. It seems like this one really missed the mark.