By Seth Rudetsky
27 Apr 2009
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| Mr. Broadway 2009, Hair's Anthony Hollock |
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| Photo by Carol Rosegg |
It's so exciting that it's finally not in the 30's anymore like it's been since I've moved to an apartment with a backyard. Of course, we've skipped 40 degrees, and it's now in the 80's but why quibble? P'shaw. Four seasons, three seasons, what's the difference? I must say, though, it's a good thing Spring Awakening closed on Broadway before we saw the sight of tourists lining up outside the theatre, scratching their heads, wondering what the first word referred to.
Monday night was my third year being one of the judges for the Broadway Beauty Pageant. Six male contestants from different Broadway shows competed to be crowned "Mr. Broadway" and, yet again, it was a great show. The other judges were Drowsy Chaperone's Beth Leavel, my good friend Ana Gasteyer and, one of my idols, Charles Busch. I was very intimidated being surrounded by so many comedy stars. I felt like a freshman who comes across a group popular kids and hopes that they think that he's cool, too. I finally relaxed…when I got home . . . and was then confronted with the fact that it had been raining for the past four hours, and water was pouring in our downstairs window! Because the apartment is on a signature New York slant, the water ran through the wall into Juli's room. James was frantically stuffing sheets and blankets onto the windowsill to stop the deluge, but it was like trying to stop the influx of movie-to-musicals on Broadway. Finally, it stopped, and we started cleaning up while trying not to wake up Juli. As I was moving the piles of wet sheets, I saw Juli's fake water bug that she always uses to scare me. It grosses me out, so I didn't want to touch it. I came back five minutes later…and it was gone. I always said the fake one looked realistic…and apparently the real ones look fake. I'm still recovering.
Tovah Feldshuh was the host of the Broadway Beauty Pageant and she was F-U-N-N-Y. At one point she was describing something and said, "It's like the blind man who went to the Passover Seder, felt the matzoh and asked, 'Who wrote this crap?'" Brava! We had to ask the contestants questions, and I asked Adam Fleming, Mr. Wicked, what it was like being gay in Portland. He said that he feels the Pacific Northwest is great for gay people, which got a quizzical look from Charles Busch. Adam then went on to say that while he was there, he saw the longest Gay Pride parade he's ever seen…he'd never seen that many gay people parading. Charles then corrected him and told him that it wasn't a parade…they were pulling an "Anatevka" and fleeing.
Ana asked the question after me and was momentarily dumbstruck because I said the one that she was thinking of. She was hilarious thinking of a Wicked-related question on the spot: "Um…OK…Adam…how…have…you…personally defied gravity?"



