Everybody's Got The Right

The first column I published in this space was a retrospective of a summer’s theatrical experiences. With 2001 now in the books, it seems fitting to undertake another retrospective and look back at the year that was in theater. To wit, I hand out my first annual year-end awards in the field of American theater.

BEST PLAY: The Shape of Things

Neil LaBute, the acid-tongued writer-director of films including Your Friends and Neighbors and In the Company of Men, has created a fiendishly clever play that breaks out of its familiar (albeit amusing) framework of relationship comedy and achieves a level of provocativeness that is unexpected. The Shape of Things is a stunningly funny, engaging piece of theater—the best new play of the year.

BEST MUSICAL: tick, tick... BOOM!

I have seldom felt as much joy in my theatergoing life as I did sitting in the Jane Street Theater watching the original cast of this production. What could have been a heavy-handed and manipulative retelling of Jonathan Larson’s life with his own work, emerged as an enthralling celebration of life. It is a heart-felt musical that produced a fabulous cast recording and is worth repeated listenings.

HONORABLE MENTIONS: A Class Act, Urinetown and Bat Boy


The leading man of tick, tick... BOOM! is fast on his way to becoming one of the theater world’s brightest stars. In between brilliantly originating the role of Riff Raff in the Rocky Horror revival and reinvigorating Cabaret’s Emcee, Esparza dazzled as BOOM’s Jonathan. It was a performance of such vulnerability, charm and emotional (not to mention vocal) power, that Esparza is assured of a tremendous future.

HONORABLE MENTIONS: Deven May (Bat Boy), Nathan Lane (Producers) and Lonny Price (A Class Act).


With her trophy case including numerous Emmy’s and Golden Globes, and her resume including a lengthy stint with the Royal Shakespeare Company, that Helen Mirren is an actor of tremendous skill should come as a shock to none. It is nevertheless surprising that she is the true star of the latest Broadway revival of Strindberg’s Dance of Death, somehow managing to outshine her distinguished co-star, Sir Ian McKellen. With a flawless, expressive delivery, Mirren is radiant as a long-suffering wife who is part-demon, part-martyr.

HONORABLE MENTIONS: Ian McKellen (Dance of Death) and Paul Rudd (The Shape of Things)


Terrence Mann is probably the finest baritone of his generation. Having originated lead roles in shows from Les Miserables to Beauty and the Beast to The Scarlet Pimpernel, his resume almost overqualifies him for the Rocky Horror Show. Though the production is a delight, Mann’s casting was curious, for the silver-maned 50 year-old actor seemed simply too distinguished to play a decadent transvestite. But Mr. Mann not only fills the rather large high-heels left by original lead Tom Hewitt, but exceeds his predecessor. Mann, whose performance is musical in all aspects, created a vocally-overpowering Frank that is more fun than ever.

HONORABLE MENTIONS: Raúl Esparza (Cabaret) and Reba McEntire (Annie Get Your Gun)