Tag: Tony Awards
Let’s Hear It for Marion Dougherty and Casting Genius
Here's how the New York casting director changed Hollywood right through today.
Postcard from the Straw Hat Trail (and a Broadway Blind Item)
What Tony winner promptly fired his understudy?
O’Neill Center Launching National Music Theatre Institute
$7.8 million project receives $3 million from Connecticut.
Associated Press Will Only Cover Broadway. Who’s to Blame? Broadway!
Why should the AP bother?
Tony, Tony: Every Thought I’ll Ever Know!
What hunk of stage and screen is this week's blind item?
I’ll Have What She’s Having
"It's like the Chelsea Gym letting in women, the end of an era."
Short Subject Time
Are the boots too kinky? Or not kinky enough? Plus, other eternal questions.
Harold Prince Musical Dethroned?
Plus, insider Tonys dish way, way hotter than the actual nominees.
Spring Awakening — and Broadway Panics!
Who has her Tony acceptance speech memorized already?
Why I Voted to Give a Tony to the Eugene O’Neill...
Start discovering the undiscovered. And stop working with so many usual suspects.
Critics Chair Tells Tony Awards: “Don’t Be Stupid!” They Reply: “Nyeh,...
Broadway and critics should make common cause for their art. Haven't the American Theatre Wing and Broadway League always supported that ideal?
American Theatre Wing Wants Podcasts Promoted. Should Ex-Tony Voters Bother?
Should journalists promote podcasts by the same people who snipped critics from the Tony-voting roster?
The Tony Fallout Continues: the Times Lures Average Joes into the...
As one commenter writes about the Tonys, "The ratings aren't even equal to the number of people who attend Broadway each year."
First-Night Critics Lose Tony-Voting Privileges. Producers Salivate and Sigh.
And then there's the Broadway producer who said the New York Times' theater criticism suffers because Ben Brantley and Charles Isherwood are "gay white men."
RIP RGB, RIP GOP, RIP USA
None of the second-rate white men currently on the Supreme Court will receive the honors given to RBG when they finally die.
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Herman Cain (and Republicans Unable)
And then there was Jerry Falwell, Jr., with his open pants, evangelical FUPA and his hands veering into prime side-boob territory with -- hey, doesn't she have a name?
