I was at Millennium Approaches last night and adored it through and through. Garfield was just spectacular and Lane was perfection beyond belief. Marianne Elliott’s direction is a thrill, but the star of Angels in America is, as he ever should be, Tony Kushner. The man’s words are perhaps the greatest EVER written for the stage, at least that I’ve seen or read. Better than Shakespeare, Miller, Williams, O’Neill- the lot of them. I was crying. I was laughing. I was laughing while crying.
Last night after the show I turned into Olga San Juan singing “How Can I Wait” just thinking about tonight. The hours in the theater flew by, but right now I feel every second of every minute waiting to get back to these brilliant characters and actors.
Between this and Three Tall Women, not to mention the upcoming Iceman and Harry Potter, plays are dominating this Broadway season.
Marie: Don't be in such a hurry about that pretty little chippy in Frisco.
Tony: Eh, she's a no chip!