Dear Bernadette and Elaine,
Wishing you both the best tonight. In the past, each of you has given performances in Sondheim shows that are among the very highest peak theatrical experiences of my theatergoing life.
Bernadette, I will never forget the first time I saw Sunday in the Park. Yes, the show and the production were dazzling, and, yes, the entire cast was superb. But your incandescent performance--dazzling and vulnerable and intelligent and warm--brought a heart and soul and depth to the show that, I have always maintained, was part of the reason the show was awarded a Pulitzer prize.
And, Elaine, I was fourteen years old when another 14-year-old friend of mine, already far wiser to the world than I, brought me to the just-opened Company. That Sondheim show and that production were also dazzling, and that cast was also superb. But you gave a sizzling, electrifying, jaw-droppingly bold performance the likes of which I have never seen since and may never see again. I am still fourteen every time I see you, and you still electrify me.
May the muses shine down tonight on your collective efforts. Break legs and show 'em how it's done.
yr pal,
joey
Updated On: 7/13/10 at 09:32 AM