Talk Radio.

I didn't get a chance to watch the Tonys tonight, but I'm very excited to watch them on DVR later this week. I think they're kind of pointless, since 4 of about 5 musicals that open on Broadway each year are nominated for best musical (that doesn't include revivals). It's a little self-serving. (I mean, Hairspray won best musical in 2004.)

However, I did learn today that not every play is included, and that there's a reason why. Today's Broadway adventure: Talk Radio. Can you imagine what it's about? Yep, talk radio. The play certainly pulled off talk radio very well. It reminded me that there's a reason I don't listen to talk radio.

Growing up, I was subjected to a lot of Rush Limbaugh and Laura Schlesinger. Really weak, helpless people call in and say dumb, passive things, with the occasional diatribe. In response, Rush and Dr. Laura thrash and belittle the caller. That's exactly what the callers and Barry Champlain did today, and it was somewhat painful. Barry was played by Liev Schreiber, who was fantastic. The other characters were undeveloped and uninteresting, as was what little plot existed. Each other character gave a single monologue in monologue tone (I can't think of a better way to describe it, but you might get what I mean).

So in short: Liev Schreiber very good. Play: not very good.