I thought Mary Louise Wilson's speech was a highlight of the evening. Anyone who can make me belly laugh during an acceptance speech gets points in my book.
Usher? Who the hell is this guy? He was in Chicago for a while, right? Out of place, but if he's a mainstream star, bring him on if it means getting more people interested in theater. (Although after his piss-poor presentation skills, I doubt that'll do the trick.) And why did they give him such a major award to give? They should have relegated him to the dead people tribute or something less interesting.
And speaking of the dead people tribute ... someone please tell Tommy Tune to stick to directing.
Bill T. Jones was at least entertaining.
Crudup should have been cut off a lot earlier, but he was gracious, charming and appreciative. Just too long.
The fact that Jennifer Ehle seemed unprepared didn't bother me at all. I was unprepared for her to win, too, so I welcomed her honest, genuine demeanor. She's fab. At least it seemed impromptu and real rather than similar to a Rashad monolgue.
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