Anna Chlumsky: "Mr. Cellophane" from Chicago. "Mr. Cellophane" is my favorite, because THAT GUY never gets a song, and they gave him one. It's effortless to listen to, although I'm sure it wasn't easy to write. How do you make an audience believe someone's invisible when they're looking right at him? Yet this song accomplishes just that. The song works best when performed by someone you really believe is THAT GUY. John C. Reilly's is unmatched, as far as I'm concerned.
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