Blactor, Alan Cumming as the Emcee in CABARET comes to mind, if only because I recall some review of the production with line (I paraphrase) "Alan Cumming is committing grand theatrical larceny by stealing a part once forever-claimed by Joel Grey" or something of that sort.
My take on the race, they are the front-runners for sure in terms of likely chance to win. Carolee deserves all the credit in the world for making a mole-hill of quality out of a mountain of crap, but it will not suffice. Stephanie was delightful, but is overshadowed. I have not seen MOTOWN, and my friends who have swear that Young Diana Ross reincarnates every night, but Patina and Laura are the front-runners.
To me, it's Patina's devilish command of the stage in a difficult part that struggles to try and be the center of a centerless show up against Laura's pitch-perfect and ideally-realized Princess-archetypal title role. Patina was breathtaking when I saw her, all flashing grin and Fosse loose limbs, but I was more impressed by how flawlessly Laura absolutely put across Cinderella (a character well-known for ages) without a shred of doubt or lacking of confidence. Patina has a flashier role, Laura executes hers to a higher level.
Both deserve Tonys for their work. I will be happy for whichever wins Sunday night.
Words don't deserve that kind of malarkey. They're innocent, neutral, precise, standing for this, describing that, meaning the other, so if you look after them you can build bridges across incomprehension and chaos. But when they get their corners knocked off, they're no good anymore…I don't think writers are sacred, but words are. They deserve respect. If you get the right ones in the right order, you can nudge the world a little.