Having seen all of the leads last month (shocking, I know), I agree--with the exception of the ethereal Scaglione--you're not missing anything if any of them are out. Olivo radiated about as much heat as a day-old empanada, and Cavenaugh gave possibly the worst performance I've ever seen in a legitimate stage production (his only rival, to my mind, is Ali MacGraw in
Festen). Honestly, I can think of performers who weren't even nominated that I'd give the Tony to over Karen. Just about the worst three hours I've spent at the theatre in recent memory.
My review
"You travel alone because other people are only there to remind you how much that hook hurts that we all bit down on. Wait for that one day we can bite free and get back out there in space where we belong, sail back over water, over skies, into space, the hook finally out of our mouths and we wander back out there in space spawning to other planets never to return hurrah to earth and we'll look back and can't even see these lives here anymore. Only the taste of blood to remind us we ever existed. The earth is small. We're gone. We're dead. We're safe."
-John Guare, Landscape of the Body
Updated On: 8/5/09 at 12:48 PM