Owen Has A Boyfriend
I swear I'm not coming back on a regular basis. But when I see something like Owen Gleiberman's review in Variety of Best Worst Thing That Ever Could Have Happened, I have to comment.
I couldn't agree more. Sondheim may be the greatest living Broadway composer, but that's no excuse for overdoing it. But then I said to myself "isn't Gleiberman the same guy I took to task a month ago for his crush on Lin-Manuel Miranda?" Yes he was.
Here are some highlights from his previous piece:
...you feel as thrillingly enveloped in the soul of [Miranda's vision] as you do when standing in front of a Jackson Pollock painting or reading a novel by Jane Austen.
...[Miranda's show Hamilton] has done nothing less than rewrite the way Americans think and feel about the Founding Fathers....
With his long hair and goatee and big glistening dark eyes, he looks like a softer, puppy-dog version of Al Pacino [....] He's got a gregarious smile and a bright, warm, open-for-business charisma [....] Miranda [...] gives off a glow. There's a light of insatiable eagerness inside him.
[Miranda] tosses off a rap of such savage density and insouciance, and makes it look so easy, that we're awed by his gift. [He is] one of the five or six most virtuoso MCs in the history of hip-hop.
Whatever, Owen. Whatever.