So extraordinarily good was the one-night Encores! Off-Center staged concert reading of the Jeanine Tesori-Brian Crawley Violet, directed by Leigh Silverman, that it calls for some serious transfer-it-somewhere-else-fast thinking.
I feel pretty confident that my favorite play of the year, Vanya and Sonia and Masha and Spike, will win Best Play and my favorite musical, Matilda, will win Best Musical. (There is a groundswell of support for Kinky Boots.)
There's plenty of old-fashioned magic in the current Broadway production of Cinderella, which just nabbed nine Tony noms -- enough to make all the little girls in the audience sigh and swoon and stare enraptured, and their parents too.
Now a mother of three -- her daughter is nine, one son is seven and another is almost five -- Lauren Ward is back on Broadway at least through the summer in a role she has been playing since the first Matilda workshop.
To discourage her, she's sent to a prison-like school run by the maniacal Miss Trunchbull (an extraordinary Bertie Carvel), who sings to her maligned charges: "If you want to teach success, you don't use sympathy or tenderness." She could double as a Wall Street CEO.
Matilda is now at the Shubert, as produced by original commissioning outfit. And guess what. This time I'm over the moon -- even higher and on trajectory to Pluto and beyond. The reason is that the terrific show is even better here than it was/is there.
The books that change our lives. It sounds like the dramatic segue into the credits of a soap opera, but it's kind of true right? There are those books that change the way you see the world, a person or yourself that stay with you forever.