I’m sorry to have to say
That much to Eve’s dismay
It seems the Great White Way
No longer holds the sway
That it did yesterday
That fell out of my brain so fast that I just had to scoop it up and post it. 
And she’s married to Taye Diggs (yum). Seriously, though, she could not be any sweeter, or more amazing in the role. I’ve seen the show quite a few times, and Saturday night, almost stood up in the middle of “The Wizard and I”. That’s how wonderful she is.
Know what’s scary? He has a son. He must be about 10 now, and he looks just like him, eyebrows and all. How do I know? Through an odd set of connections, I got tickets to the New York opening of one of Sir Andrew’s very worst shows (yes, they do come in gradations), By Jeeves (which, mercifully, closed in 73 perfs). Sir Andrew was there, with his quite attractive current wife and their several children, including this most unfortunate son.
He’s one of the men who is very lucky to be heterosexual (women seem to be a bit more tolerant than men of the, um, aesthetically impaired) and wildly rich, otherwise he’d never have got laid, much less with enough frequency to father five children by three wives.
Sorry, Fenris, but I just have to gloat for a bit.
She’s mine. MINE! BWAHAHAHAHAHAA!!
It is official: the Muppets have indeed taken over Manhattan.
I…I hate you.
More than life itself.
:: sob ::
[sub]So what’s the chances of you getting me an autograph?[/sub]
Fenris, heartbroken, but in awe.
And I think I’m about to win the “Worst Broadway Song from a Tony Award Winning Musical” contest:
The musical? Two Gentlemen of Verona
The song? “Thurio’s Samba”
The lyrics? (and this is the best song in the score. At least the music is catchy)
“What does she think of my ey-i-i-eyes
What thinks my fabulous ga-aa-aa-al
Of my alimentary canal-al-al-al
Please don’t fake it
I can take it!
She said:
‘Boom-chucka-chucka-chucka
dip-dipa-dippa-dippa
Buck-bucka-wukka-wukka (note that this line is garbled, so it might be "Fuck-fucka–etc)
Cock-cocka-wocka-wocka-wow!’”
and it went on like this for about 12 billion verses.(I may have gotten the organs the girl went “Cock-cocka-wakka-wakka” over mixed up, but even so, I’m close)
Or similarly, from the same musical, “Calla-Lilly Lady”
*“She’s my calla-lilly lady
She’s my water-lilly lady
She’s my brocco-lilly-lady
I love her brocco-lilly, carrots and peas
I want to swoon between her knees” :dubious: *
Really. I can only assume that drugs played a large part in this musical. And it *won the Tony against Follies and Grease. I can only assume that drugs figured into the voting too.
I win. 
Fenris
I missed the awards show. What’s this about Sarah Jessica Parker being a poor sport?
(And after googling Edina Minzel, all I can say is “Rrowrr!”)
I was too busy with the Talkin’ Broadway board to hang out in this thread, but I’m another gal who was watching the Tonys (instead of Tony). Also watched the pre-Tony local special on CBS, had my annual Tony brunch with some old usenet friends at Joe Allen, the famous theatrical hangout (saw Raul Esparza!!), watched the Red Carpet Special at 6:30 on NY1 cable, and just finished watching the same channel’s special edition of On Stage, their wrap-up.
Loved it, except for Mary J. Blige singing so badly a song I’d already OD’ed on when I was 13. Hugh Jackman doing Rockette kicks! Carol Channing and LL Cool J! Idina winning! Michael Cerveris, who I’ve loved in Titanic and Hedwig! Assassins winning! And most of all, Avenue Q winning! I haven’t seen it yet, but I’m dying to now.
I thought all the production numbers went pretty well.
Another nitpick: ALW has only had children with two wives: Imogen & Nicholas with first wife Sarah, and Alister, William & Isabella with third wife Madeline. His marriage to Sarah Brightman was childless.
Yes, even when someone is not very good looking and can’t speak very well, being obscenely wealthy does have its perks.
And I loved “By Jeeves.”
OK, here’s the deal about SJP: During Hugh Jackman’s number “I Am Not the Boy Next Door” from The Boy from OZ, he came out to a front-and-center auxiliary stage, did some pretty heavy bumps and grinds in his gold lame pants and then pulled Sarah Jessica Parker out of the front row of the audience to dance with him. Only she wouldn’t play along. She kept yanking up the front of her strapless dress (the cups of which looked pretty empty, I must say) and trying to pull away from him. What could have been a cute bit, impromptu or not, turned into an embarrassing situation for both HJ and SJP. I contend that if she can’t wear a dress comfortably, she should choose something different.
In the middle of his production number, Hugh Jackman dragged her up onstage from the front row and made her do some bumps-and-grinds with him; she reacted like a mortified nine-year-old at a family reunion.
:eek:
A) Why was Sarah Jessica Parker obligated to join in? If she was in an outfit inappropriate for the kind of dance routine that Jackman wanted her to do, why should she? If he’d wanted her to participate, why didn’t he let her know beforehand so she could dress accordingly. I don’t see her as a poor sport at all.
B) I loved “By Jeeves” too. (Not “Jeeves” mind you–the “Jeeves” iteration of the musical seems to forget the fact that Wodehouse should be…y’know…funny.)
I would gladly bump-and-grind with Hugh Jackman on TV whilst stark nekkid!
Oxymoron is the :eek: for my admitting I loved “By Jeeves” or for my miscroscopic knowledge of ALW? Hell, I even loved “Jeeves” enough to pay beaucoup-bucks for the LP. I got the added bonus of a Playbill from the show.
Well, I guess you had to have seen it to realize how awkward the situation was. The dress LOOKED appropriate. It was a white strapless frock with a full skirt. It looked as if Jackman just made up the idea of calling her on stage on the spot. And all she wanted to do, it seemed, was hold her dress up with her hands. Of course she wasn’t obligated to join in, but I think she could have dealt with it better.
One category I’ve always wondered why they don’t add to the Tonys is “Best Replacement”. Kelsey Grammer could turn out to be the greatest Max Bialystok in history, for example, but because the show is not a revival or a new show, he gets bupkus. Neil Patrick Harris should have gotten an award for the emcee in Cabaret, imo, but again because Cumming had already won one (I’m sure deservingly) he was ineligible.
I say “poor sport” only inasmuch as she’s the girl who’ll sing “Tomorrow” from Annie (like I need to tell any of you that!) at the drop of a hat whenever Letterman asks her to. To turn down a chance to dance with someone as charming as Jackman…well, let’s just say if it were me in that dress, I’d suck in, hold on tight and be off to the races!
Thank the gods – could you picture a child with her overbite and his…uhh…entire face?
I did see it, and frankly, he came across as a dick, not her…like a waiter that insists on singing “Happy Birthday” even though everyone in your party has said “no” (and from what I understand, that sort of obnoxious behavior is quite in character with Allen, which may have been Jackman’s motivation–in character and all).
How could she have handled it better? She said “No” several times before he bullied her up there, and then she finds out that he wants her to do an athletic dance that she’s not dressed for–he didn’t tell her that he expected her to bump-n-grind until after she was up there. I thought she did as well as could be expected and she even got off a good line (something about not needing another Janet Jackson moment). :: shrug :: Other than refusing completely, or falling out of her dress (I’ll trust her when she says her boobs woulda fallen out) and causing another FCC violation by dancing, what other options did she have? (Keep in mind that I approve of her boobs falling out for totally carnal reasons, but I understand her reluctance to not get slapped with a $500,000 (or whatever Jackson got) fine)
As someone who hates the sort of obnoxious “C’mon, play along. It’ll be *fun!” behavior that Jackman/Allen was exhibiting, I think the fact that she didn’t deck him was going above and beyond. And playing along to the extent she did was heroic.
Fenris
I was teasing! Actually, when I went back and saw the entry in IBDB I remembered that I didn’t completely hate it - in fact, there were a couple of good songs. It’s just the overall effect was pretty weak: lots of the worst ALW repetition (I know, it’s much too late to ask that he try to come up with more than four musical themes for 2+ hours), and a book that rarely rose above mediocre. I was definitely glad that I got my ticket for free.
(Which, ironically, is also what I said after I saw The Producers in January - even with Lane and Broderick, I thought it was good but certainly not worth $125. $75, tops.)