I'm a sucker for award shows. If the American Society of Certified Public Accountants gave out awards, and they televised a handful of celebrities giving out said awards on a big stage with a curtain, I would watch. And in every awards telecast, there's always one transcendently bizarre moment that makes all the tedious thank-yous and bloated production numbers worthwhile.
At last night's Tonys, there were several contenders for this moment. You had a hyperventilating Liza, a number from the tragically underexposed "Mamma Mia" (which didn't even appear on Broadway this season and wasn't performed by the Broadway cast but a touring company), and one award shared by three kids, apparently in an attempt to get around child labor laws. In the opening number, there was a point where it seemed that either the cast of "West Side Story" or the cast of "Guys And Dolls" missed their cue en masse, as both casts were on stage at the same time in a kind of cage match with show tunes. But the piece de bizarre happened when Brett Michaels, from the legendary theatre group mediocre 80s band Poison, was punished by the Gods of Theater.
Now I had always thought a 'deus ex machina' was just a metaphor--a high-brow concept from Theater 101, but no! It really was something dropped literally from the heavens to smite a character on a stage! It was as if the ghosts of all the greatest figures in musical theater history convened backstage and decided "THERE SHALL BE NO MORE MUSICALS BASED ON A BUNCH OF RANDOM SONGS THAT WERE ON THE RADIO TWENTY-FIVE YEARS AGO! WE FORBID IT! YOU SHALL WRITE ORIGINAL SHOWS!!!
The Tonys are truly special, as viewers across the country get the chance to celebrate the power and immediacy of live theater by watching two-minute scenes from shows they will never be able to afford to watch in the theater. But karma is a powerful and beautiful force. Watching this gargantuan piece of scenery become a living, vengeful being set on beheading the hirsute interlopers made this year's Tony Awards a magical night.


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Thanks for the yuks!
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Buffy: glad I could provide this public service...
Mothership: we'll have to get together and swap stories of stage mishaps...
zuma: yeah, the show (or my moment in it) must go on...
Hello: it was definitely live--and more interesting than most of the scripted moments...
dcv: that might be the first time anyone in human history has said 'yay' for the god of carnage...
Julie: thanks--true, there aren't enough opportunities to use that phrase in everyday conversation...
micalpeace: thx!
Feed the Cat: you know, i spent more time debating whether or not to USE a video clip than i did writing the four paragraphs of snark--and i really feel guilty that it got an EP and the cover (unlike pieces where i fret and work for hours on the content), but since its been a couple months since i got one, i guess i'll take it...i do feel kinda dirty, though...
You are right about "Rock of Ages." Man, this jukebox musical crap has got to stop. "Movin' Out" was great, and I hear "Jersey Boys" is good. But everything else is a fraud in this genre.
Years ago, I saw "Sweeney Todd" with Angela Lansbury playing Mrs. Lovett and Len Cariou playing Sweeney Todd. This was the first or second preview, I think. She was singing "Nothing's gonna harm you...not while I'm around" in act two when a huge piece of scaffolding fell down. Cariou pushed her out of the way and no one was hurt but after we in the audience recovered, Lansbury quipped "and this is why we say 'break a leg.' " The audience laughed itself silly...
Don't feel bad. I have a grandmother who videotapes QVC.
Oh so would I!!! Accountants are like the coolest people I know!! :D