Saturday, June 16, 2007
TONY'S SOPRANO
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 So earlier this week, whilst I was lucky enough to be so disgustingly ill I got to call in sick for work, I tucked myself into my warm bed and tuned into the 61st Annual Tony Awards as they screened Live on Foxtel. I am what you'd call a Broadway Enthusiast, one who, sadly, does not live in New York and therefor has only really ever seen a small handful of proper Broadway shows (and no matter what anyone tries telling you, the "Dirty Dancing" Musical was NOT a Broadway show.) This has never stopped me from taking an interest in what's actually going on with the razzle dazzle of it all, especially during Tony season.
There were some incredible key moments.
* Grey Gardens' Mary Louise-Wilson picked up the gong for Best performance by a featured Actress in a musical. As she approached the stage, she spat forth the evenings funniest acceptance speech: "You know, when I used to think about ever possibly winning one of these, I wondered if I'd ever feel like there was a mistake maybe. Would I feel that way? And I don't."
* The little gay kid sweet child actor from Ugly Betty introducing a performance by Mary Poppins. Chim-Chimney indeed!
* Spotting Sex & The City star Cynthia Nixon in the audience, looking more like a lesbian now that we're actually aware of how official the news is. Weirdly, she seemed to be displaying some signs of affection toward an attractive man with broad shoulders sitting next to her... what's that all about?!!... Oh.
* Heidi Klum trying to convince people she not only sat through Cats, but did so a total of 13 times. Even Andrew Lloyd Webber was unable to sit through it 13 times you lying bitch! Do you think she's possibly confused Cats with Batman Returns? Or maybe even High School Musical? Or Schindler's List?
* Bebe Neuwirth being FABULOUS whilst presenting an award with the gay from Frasier. I'll leave it up to you to decide which gay I'm talking about.
* Claire Danes frightening the living shit out of everybody with "her" incredibly deep voice. I knew it was deep before, but she seems to have grown about six penises since appearing in The Family Stone back in 2005.
* Coast Of Utopia's Martha Plimpton (pictured, top right). The woman is a highlight in herself and if you're not convinced, watch 200 Cigarettes or Pecker, and only then can you attempt to come back to me with your negativity.
* Vanessa Redgrave and Angela Lansbury: Absolute entertainment royalty. The Murder She Wrote theme song is my ACTUAL ALARM CLOCK TONE. Every morning I jolt out of bed, crippled with the fear of ending up as another victim subjected to the poisonous friendship of Angela Lansbury. Please do not laugh, I have dreamt of that woman about 5 times in my life so I am not actually kidding. I still love the old hag though and am quite aware I'll be using up some of my sick leave the day she karks it.
* Liev Schreiber! Excuse me Liev, why are you dating Naomi Watts? The only things Naomi likes to get intimate with are Nicole Kidman and her hand. Clearly it is you and I who should be dating. kthxbye.
* Jane Krakowski, from one of my favourite new shows of this year, 30 Rock, doing what she does best: comical slut.
* The American Idol winner who's name is not Jennifer Hudson singing a song from The Color Purple Musical. Pretty fucking ace actually, she totally got some serious pipes on her.
* Legally Blonde: The Musical. For crying out loud SOMEONE BRING THIS TO AUSTRALIA.
For the first time in a LONG time I actually enjoyed a televised Awards Ceremony. I was not bored at all! Can you believe that? Do you think it has something to do with me not having seen ANY of the nominated shows? I don't know. I was so excited each time there was a musical number, it was quite literally like the rush you get every time you watch that scene in Mommy Dearest when Faye Dunnaway screams about the wire hangers. Which isn't as good as the "I'm not mad at you Helga, I'm mad at the dirt" line earlier on in the film.
I really wish Broadway was something more people directed attention to in Australia. It appears in bibs and bobs, but not enough to warrant, say, our own Tony Awards. One day I'll fly to New York and sit in on as many Broadway shows as possible, and as many tapings of The View ABC will allow me to (Joy Behar, I love you!) But until that day arrives, I'll just have to settle with a yearly dose of Tony. To quote the fabulous Paul, I am "fizzing at the slit" with excitement for next years event.
Fin.
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Labels: Awards Ceremonies
2 Comments:
- 2:43 AM | Paul said...
hahahahahaha fizzing at the slit! If Legally Blonde comes to OZ i will fly over there and go to see it with you. Can't wait. Though i did like Dirty Dancing btw - though more of a live concert than a stage show :P
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- 11:35 PM | Adem IAR said...
I would quite possibly die of excitement if you did fly down for such an event... They just have to bring it down here now.
As for Dirty Dancing, I cannot really judge seeing as I viewed 25 minutes of it on someone's phone.
As for slit-fiz, I was going through and editing the top 20 records submissions tonight. Low and behold, there is another SPLENDIDLY GRAND description for man juice from Paul. I cannot wait for new submissions.
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