Cleveland Street Comes to Broadway in the Delightful “A Christmas Story, the Musical” [review]

“I want an Official Red Ryder Carbine-Action Two-Hundred-Shot Range Model Air Rifle with a compass in the stock and this thing that tells time!”

If you know that quote, you know A Christmas Story, the 1983 movie thats played for 24 hours straight on cable channel TBS every Christmas Eve. The movie is narrated by Jean Shepherd, whose stories of growing up in Northern Indiana form the backbone of the plot. The film was not a hit when it was released, but since TBS started showing it on repeat more than two decades ago, it’s become one of America’s most beloved holiday tales.

And now there’s a Broadway musical version.

John Bolton and Erin Dilly as the parents and Johnny Rabe and Zac Ballard as Ralphie and Randy in A Christmas Story, the Musical, now on Broadway.

John Bolton and Erin Dilly as the parents and Johnny Rabe and Zac Ballard as Ralphie and Randy in A Christmas Story, the Musical, now on Broadway.

What? Why? How on earth? Can anyone do The Old Man more justice than the late, great Darren McGavin? Can any kid best Peter Billingsley as protagonist Ralphie Parker? How can you create A Christmas Story without the ubiquitous voice of Shep, who passed away in 1999? Who would do such a thing? I had to find out.

Not only is A Christmas Story my favorite Christmas movie, Jean Shepherd was always a presence in our household when I was growing up. My dad had all of his books and since we lived too far south to hear Shep’s radio broadcasts on New York’s WOR, my uncle would tape them on reel-to-reel tapes and mail them to Dad. Listening to Shep make my dad laugh; that’s one of my cherished childhood memories.

So, when I decamped to New York last week with my business partner — we license our own Christmas show — to check out the competition, as it were, I was waiting for a train wreck of the first order.

Peter Billingsley then and now. The original Ralphie from the movie is one of Hollywood's behind-the-scenes big-wigs these days. He's also one of the producers of this musical.

Peter Billingsley then and now. The original Ralphie from the movie is one of Hollywood’s behind-the-scenes big-wigs these days. He’s also one of the producers of this musical.

And whaddaya know — I loved every second of A Christmas Story, the Musical! Every second!

From the first musical number through to the last note, this is a lovely, warm, frothy, funny treat. It’s sweet without being treacly, faithful to the source material without being hidebound, and perhaps best of all, it’s a love note to one of America’s all-time great master storytellers.

The music and lyrics by Benj Pasek and Justin Paul capture the characters wonderfully. There’s never a time when any of the children sing anything you wouldn’t expect a child to sing. For wunderkind, they’re quite refreshing because they are not trying to showcase themselves; they’re uniformly showcasing the material and the performers. One senses that Pasek & Paul are likely to join other American musical ampersands: Rodgers & Hammerstein, Lerner & Loewe, Kander & Ebb.

It’s hard to come up with a favorite number, but “Major Award” is a standout — as is Warren Carlyle’s inventive and hysterical choreography — and “You’ll Shoot Your Eye Out” featuring a jaw-dropping performance by a tap dancing China doll named Luke Spring — are two out-of-the-ballpark hits. A lovely closing number, “A Christmas Story,” is the bow on the present that is this heart-warming show.

It’s hard to cast a show full of kids if you want the show to be good, but it’s happened here. All of the children are wonderful performers, none of them mug too much, none of them are ever out of the moment. That’s a tribute to Stephanie Klapper’s casting as much as it is to John Rando’s note perfect direction.

Dan Lauria (as Jean Shepherd) is the glue that holds this concoction together. He’s a lovely, fatherly presence as he glides into and out of scenes to add Shep’s voice to the proceedings. John Bolton is a rubbery and fluid Old Man, warmer than Darren McGavin, but perhaps not as wry. It’s not a quibble; McGavin’s Old Man was sui generis, one of the epic cinematic characterizations of the later 20th century. That Bolton makes you forget McGavin from time to time is a testament to this fine performer.

Erin Dilly is a wise presence as Ralphie’s mother, a genuine benevolent presence in her sons’ lives, with just the right hint of wit. She’s particularly good when paired with Zac Ballard as Ralphie’s impish younger brother Randy, who completely captivated me.

Jeremy Shidler as Flick, Jack Mastrianni as Scut Farkas and John Babbo as Grover Dill are standouts among the children and Andrew Cristi has Broadway’s non-politically correct turn of the year as the hilarious singing waiter at the Parkers’ impromptu Christmas dinner in the Chinese restaurant.

Johnny Rabe belts it out while Dan Lauria looks on in this fantasy sequence from A Christmas Story, the Musical.

Johnny Rabe belts it out while Dan Lauria looks on in this fantasy sequence from A Christmas Story, the Musical.

But, if you don’t have a good Ralphie, you can hang it up. And Johnny Rabe was a letter-perfect, note-perfect Ralphie. It was lovely to watch as he tried to convince his parents’ that a Red Ryder BB gun would help them stave off the unsavory elements around fictional Hohman, Indiana. He’s a genuinely gifted young man — already a triple-threat — and it will be exciting to see him grow into a powerhouse performer as an adult. As it was, at his age, holding a Broadway show together well, that’s no mean feat.

Everything you love from the movie, every crazy little memory from the “pink nightmare” to the can of Simonize, from clinkers in the furnace to Lifebuoy soap, from the triple-dog dare to the Lone Ranger’s nephew’s horse, Victor, from the trip to Higbee’s department store to helping the Old Man change a flat tire — they’re all there — even a couple of Bumpass hounds, too!

John Rando, Pasek and Paul and this fine company realize that they’ve been given the stewardship of something special and they have set out to show that there is still room in the theatre for a feel-good and heartfelt cockle-warming retelling of one of America’s very best holiday stories. I hope there will be shouts of “You’ll shoot your eye out!” in the theatre for years to come.

“Bare” Off-Broadway — Cover It Up [review]

12/13/12 – Just to prove that I’m not alone in my impressions of Bare, here’s the New York Timesreview. Pretty spot on, I think.

Here’s another one.

I was so excited that I was going to be in New York to see the revival/reinterpretation of Bare, which opened tonight off-Broadway at New World Stages. I basically browbeat my friend into seeing it with me. I wanted her to see it. I wanted everyone to see it because the previous incarnation completely mesmerized me. I was not mesmerized this time out. Not in the slightest.

Bare, reinvented, opened Dec. 9, 2012 off-Broadway at New York's New World Stages.

Bare, reinvented, opened Dec. 9, 2012 off-Broadway at New York’s New World Stages.

Bare was written a little more than a decade ago with its book and lyrics by Jon Hartmere and music by Damon Intrabartolo. It was originally billed as a “pop opera” and, while powerful and beautiful, if the truth be told, it’s always been a problem piece.

Set in a co-ed Catholic boarding school, it deals with the love affair between Peter, a more introverted would-be actor, and Jason, the jock who has all of the female heads on campus turning. That’s basically all that’s the same this time around. There’s still a production of Romeo and Juliet, but in previous incarnations, the action tracked the action in R&J; this time it’s basically little more than background noise.

Jason Hite as Jason, left, and Taylor Trensch as Peter are the central performers in the new production of Bare.

Jason Hite as Jason, left, and Taylor Trensch as Peter are the central performers in the new production of Bare.

But let’s get this out of the way: the problem is not with the actors. In fact, Jason Hite as Jason and Taylor Trensch as Peter are acting their hearts out — they are lovely performers — and Barrett Wilbert Weed as Jason’s drug-peddling sister Nadia was also quite good. At the preview performance I saw, however, Gerard Canonico as straight friend Matt, in love with Nadia’s roommate Ivy, was the standout.

Being in a Catholic school, there are requisite nun and priest characters and they are also new this time around. Father Mike (Jerold E. Solomon) was completely inconsequential and the sublime Missi Pyle was utterly underused as Sister Joan.

From what I understand, director Stafford Arima and book writer Hartmere wanted to reinterpret Bare for today’s youth. Composer Intrabartolo did not take part. There are a few — a very few — introductions that really make sense, like cell phones and social media, but other than that and the Instagrams covering the set, most fall flat.

And here’s why: Bare feels neutered. It feels like the remnants of something big and powerful. There was a chance to really say something; to really stand up and say why it is unacceptable in 2012 that high school students are afraid to come out, afraid to be themselves, afraid to confront their Church or their parents, and that is further unacceptable to allow them to commit suicide as Jason does.

Barrett Wilbert Weed and Gerard Canonico as Nadia and Matt, two of the standout principals in this deeply flawed reinvention.

Barrett Wilbert Weed and Gerard Canonico as Nadia and Matt, two of the standout principals in this deeply flawed reinvention.

In fact, why not lay this square at the Catholic Church’s door? It seems like that’s the argument that’s being made, that homosexuality nor bullying killed Jason but that the Church did. That the Church is responsible. Why not say that? Why not take a bloody stand? Make the argument. Create some drama.

AND, why did it seem like every new number was a power ballad? I just wanted to stand up and say, “Stop! Enough! Write something else!”

The whole production seems like a cop-out. It seems like a good idea that got castrated by the producers. Maybe that’s not the case — maybe the reinventors were simply not as good as they thought they were.

For my part, I’m passionate about doing whatever we can to prevent this incessant tide of gay teen suicides from continuing into another generation. When Jason dies in this play, there shouldn’t be a dry eye in the house, but guess what? I didn’t feel a thing. That, I am afraid, is a ringing endorsement of failure. After all, earlier in the day, I’m the sap that cried at A Christmas Story, the Musical!

When we left the theatre, my friend and I had a heated discussion about the show all the way back to our hotel. She and I are both playwrights and I’ve been to more theatre with her in the last 20 years than with anyone else. At one point she grabbed my arm and stopped me. “We could fix this one, me and you,” she said. “Yes,” I agreed, “it would just take some balls.”

Ex-Stripper Claims Sex With Demons Causes Homosexuality

Contessa Adams, Ex-Stripper Turned Ministry Leader, Claims Sex With Demons Causes Homosexuality.

Crazy … wait for it … train.

Marlo Thomas: Free to Be… You and Me — Forty Years Later

Marlo Thomas: Free to Be… You and Me — Forty Years Later.

Forty years ago this month, a group of my friends and I released “Free to Be… You and Me,” a children’s record created to expel the gender and racial stereotypes of the era, while rewriting all those pat “happily ever afters” that dominated the fairy tales of our youth. Our mission was simple: to convince children that their dreams were not only boundless, but achievable.

Marlo Thomas

Marlo Thomas and friends in “Free to Be… You and Me.” Isn’t it time we remade this?

Saw this article by Marlo Thomas on HuffPo and immediately sent it to a friend. My friend is always banging on about this music and TV special. She has a seven year-old daughter and as “Free to Be…” was a seminal part of her own youth in the 70s, she wants her daughter to find the empowerment that she felt she found in “Free to Be… .”

We both think it’s way past time that someone remade this, include new ideas like same-sex parents, multi-racial normalcy, bullying, childhood suicide and depression and so much more. This stuff is too important to be sluffed off as a period piece.

Who should we get to spearhead this? My friend and I think Ellen is the right choice. Let’s get on that.

In The Buff Against Bullying – Andrew Sullivan [Video]

In Britain, the all-male culture of college sports is not quite the mass religion it is in the US, but it sure is a force that has historically been hostile to homosexuals in their midst. But here we have the new order: a Warwick University rowing club doing a naked calendar and video to benefit straight rugby player Ben Cohen’s campaign against anti-gay fear and bullying. I simply cannot begin to imagine such a thng happening when I was a student at Oxford.

via In The Buff Against Bullying – The Dish | By Andrew Sullivan – The Daily Beast.

Lovely little piece by Sullivan and a great short video. Good on ya, hunky, sporty, English rowy lads!

Ho! Ho! Ho! — Or Fa Ra Ra Ra Ra, As The Case May Be

[My review, here]

“The soft glow of electric sex gleaming in the window.”

My business partner and I are wending our way to the Big Apple next week for a whirlwind theatre adventure. We’re there to see A Christmas Story: The Musical, primarily, because we want to see if it’s up to scratch.

It’s my all-time favorite Christmas movie and I tend to have low expectations of most musicalizations of plays or movies, but I hope I’m wrong in this case. My partner’s favorite Christmas movie is Elf, and judging by the snippet shown this Thanksgiving during the Macy’s parade, it was well and truly better off NOT being made into a musical.

We license our own Christmas show, so technically this is a business trip. Look, no one ever said that checking out the competition couldn’t be fun!

A Christmas Story, if you don’t know, was based on portions of Jean Shepherd’s book, In God We Trust, All Others Pay Cash. Like my Dad, I loved Shep. I could listen to him spin yarns for hours and hours. Some of the folks you meet in A Christmas Story — Flick, Kissel, The Old Man, the Bumpass Hounds and other denizens of Cleveland Street — pepper his stories of growing up in Northern Indiana. It’s Americana at it’s best.

Watch This, Please – ‘Dark Side of the Subjunctive’

Grammar, Identity and the Dark Side of the Subjunctive
This is a great TEDx Talk from my friend Phuc Tran. He’s a wonderful, funny, insightful man, telling a deeply personal story in a way that is universal in scope and appeal. He’s so incredibly intelligent that he nearly vibrates with it. I sometimes wonder if his students are not just in awe of him.

He touches on something very important here. He talks about being different, wishing he were like others, wishing for normalcy, whatever the hell that is. Often, these days, I’ve been so sensitive to putting those thoughts in context of gay teens, that it was a bit jarring for me — definitely not a teen — to hear Phuc speak of these feelings.

I just couldn’t imagine it for a moment. I had a very, very adult reaction — bewilderment for a moment, really — and thought, “Why on earth would someone not simply adore this man?” More to the point — how could he not know how important his life was?

And then I had to filter it through a teenaged prism. Yeah. Being different sucks. It shouldn’t; but it does, sometimes.  I forgot for a second that straight people go through these tortures, too. Sometimes self-inflicted, sometimes not.

Anyhow, watch. And share.

The Onion Skewers Social Media Experts — Priceless

‘The Onion’ Skewers Social Media ‘Experts’ [VIDEO].

I love this. Every now and then, The Onion lasers in on something and it rings so very true! Watch.

Like Sands Through the Gay Hourglass — Ticked-Off at American Dramas. Again.

I watch soap operas. I’ve always watched soap operas. If done right, continuing drama is a terrific medium to examine social problems, to tell important stories, to educate. The genre’s progenitor, Irna Phillips, knew this. Agnes Nixon, creator of All My Children and One Life to Live knew this. So did Ted Corday. Ted Corday created Days of Our Lives in 1965.

When powerhouse performer Van Hansis (l) as Luke Snyder was matched with newcomer Jake Silbermann’s Noah Mayer, the two became American daytime television’s first gay supercouple and were central to the storyline of As The World Turns for the shows last several years on the air.

In the often laconic pacing of daily serials, audiences get to know characters on a level more intimate than in episodic storytelling and their emotional investment in those characters intensifies.

The late Christopher Schemering, a journalist devoted to daytime drama, once noted that “as characterizations grow and the narrative stretches out over months and years and becomes more complex and ambiguous, one’s involvement deepens, forcing one to come to terms with the quirks of human nature, the darker sides of fundamentally good people. And thus there is the possibility of the viewer experiencing something new or complex or feeling some way he has never felt before.”

In some areas American continuing dramas have been at the vanguard and in others they have lagged woefully, often laughably, behind the times. Take gay issues, for example. On As The World Turns, when Luke Snyder fell in love with Noah Mayer, the two shared daytime’s first male same sex kiss — in 2007!

Today, with only four continuing dramas left on the networks in America, the important stories being told are few and far between. Serial drama, scared of being axed , is playing it safe, rehashing old school stories, pandering to the most conservative elements possible.

The Old Days
The one show that has shown some cojones is Days of Our Lives which, 45 years into its run, introduced its first gay character,  Sonny Kiriakis, and began an exploration of the sexuality of Will Horton. Will’s coming-to-terms-and-subsequently-coming-out story was positively glacial in its pacing, but featured Emmy-winning performances by Chandler Massey as Will, who was often matched note-for-note by Freddie Smith as Sonny and soap veteran Deidre Hall as Will’s maternal grandmother Marlena.

The story of Will Horton (Emmy winner Chandler Massey, left) discovering himself and his love story with Sonny Kiriakis (Freddie Smith) has been achingly slow, but powerful performances by the duo have overshadowed the tepid and hackneyed plotting by the Days of Our Lives writers.

In Nov. 2012, Will and Sonny — now a couple — finally consummated their relationship. Unlike a few years earlier on As The World Turns where Luke and Noah barely kissed and were never seen in bed, it was refreshing to see Will and Sonny actually acting like a couple, tearing their clothes off and showing them in bed — albeit chastely covered — for extended scenes.

But, of course, there’s now a stupid twist. Before Will got together with Sonny, he had a one-off with his ex-girlfriend, Gabi, and —imagine this — she’s pregnant.

Oh. My. God. I just want to kick someone in the teeth.

Now, I will admit that when I was Will’s age, when I was coming to terms with my sexuality, I did sleep with a few (a very few) women, but 30 years ago, there’s not a single woman that I knew in college that would not hesitate to have an abortion. In fact, at my relatively conservative university, there were plenty who did. Plenty. I can’t even count how many times we chipped in to fund a friend’s termination. I don’t think we understood condoms at all!

Today, odds are that Gabi is going to keep this baby and it’s going to throw a monkey wrench into the Will and Sonny pairing. And that just pisses me off.

Why? Well, because while I recognize that it’s a soap and that there have to be twists and turns in the drama, I want those turns be something relevant. Something not so stupid. Something that tells the audience that we understand that this is not a plotline from the 1970s. Something that shows the gay community  — shows young gay men — that the writers want to tell a story that matters.

I looked forward to Will and Sonny scenes because I had hope. Now, I’m kinda disgusted by the whole stupid business. And that’s really sad, because these are terrific young actors.

American soaps should take a lesson from European soaps, where gay characters have been the norm for years. If you haven’t been watching, like I have, through bit torrents and VPN’s, here’s a few favorite pairings over the last few years, and a few American contemporaries.

AARSON in Emmerdale

The working-class pairing of builder Jackson Walsh (Marc Silcock, left) and mechanic Aaron Livesy (Danny Miller) ended tragically after a train accident left Jackson paralyzed from the neck down on ITV’s rural powerhouse Emmerdale. Aaron later helped Jackson die in a controversial assisted suicide plot.

I loved this story. Village bad boy mechanic Aaron Livesy had a torturous, often brutal coming-out story. He lashed out physically at step-father Paddy and even at Jackson, the young man who he was attracted to. When he finally came to terms with his sexuality, his happiness was short-lived when Jackson’s van was hit by a train at a level crossing and he was paralyzed. Marc Silcock spent the next six months acting using only his head before Jackson begged his mother, magnificently played by Pauline Quirke, and boyfriend Aaron to help him commit suicide.

After his death, Aaron was charged with murder and after he got off, he began a period of self-harm, where he continually cut himself. After therapy, he found happiness with gay rugby player Ed Roberts and followed him to France.

It was a storyline that didn’t hold back and it was anchored by the astonishing Danny Miller as Aaron. Today, Ali and Ruby, lesbians with children, have taken up residence in the most interesting village in Yorkshire.

Multicultural Clash in the Square

Sparks flew on the BBC’s venerable EastEnders when Christian Clarke (John Partridge, right) met Syed Masood (Marc Elliott, left). The volatile pair got a happy ending and left Albert Square together in Nov. 2012

When Christian Clarke introduced himself to Syed Masood for the first time on EastEnders, he stuck out his hand and said, “Christian.” Syed took it, shook, and replied, “Muslim.” It was the perfect launch of their story which saw Christian chase Syed and Syed continue to be unable to reconcile his strong Muslim faith with his homosexuality and his intense attraction to Christian.

The pair broke up, got back together, broke up again, fought, loved, made up, and ultimately involved everyone in both of their families in their personal dramas. The Masood family initially disowned Syed as a traitor to the faith, then they reconciled, but refused to recognize Christian, then finally accepted the pair and even hosted a civil partnership ceremony for the duo.

Syed, ever fighting against his instincts, lied, stole, made terrible choices, but you always found yourself rooting for this particular underdog. The BBC did do the same thing that I’m pissed off at NBC for; they made Syed father a child, and while it made me roll my eyes, there was a cultural divide  that they were mining and  it wasn’t quite as ham-fisted as what they are doing with Will.

After a final break-up, Christian and Syed made up yet again at the eleventh hour and the dynamic couple left Walford together, bringing a close to a story that one could not even imagine seeing on American television.

The Chester Suburbs: The Gayest Part of England
Hollyoaks is the Channel 4 soap that is geared toward younger audiences but is a guilty pleasure for many in the U.K., who watch it in an omnibus edition on the weekends. Hollyoaks is often fearless in its storytelling and tackles issues that would never pass muster in the States.

James Sutton (l) and Guy Burnet played the tortured pairing of John Paul and Craig on Channel 4’s Hollyoaks. After a sunset ending, Sutton returns to the Chester suburb — alone, we surmise — to reprise his role in Dec. 2012.

Take John Paul McQueen and Craig Dean. John Paul was introduced as a student questioning his sexuality when he meets Craig Dean, a long-term and previously heterosexual character. The two strike up a close friendship which, for John Paul, turns quickly into something else. While John Paul was on a linear track, Craig was tortured by his feelings for John Paul and continually swore off of him.

Both straight in real life, Sutton and Burnet took very different tacks when approaching their characters. Sutton felt completely comfortable playing John Paul as gay while Burnet said he was initially against having Craig be attracted to a man. As the characterization progressed, Burnet felt that he wanted to provoke a reaction — it didn’t matter to him whether you loved or hated Craig, but he wanted to push your buttons.

And he did. Burnet’s angst as Craig was palpable and as an audience member, you could feel him fighting and not understanding these feelings he was having for someone he considered a close mate. When he finally accepted that he loved John Paul — but adamantly refused to be labeled as gay or bisexual — the two agreed to go to Ireland together so Craig could continue his studies at Trinity College. When Craig couldn’t bring himself to hold John Paul’s hand in public, in the airport, John Paul had a change of heart and left Craig to return to Hollyoaks village.

John-Paul McQueen (James Sutton, right) began an affair with young priest Kieron (Jake Hendriks) after his ill-fated romance with Craig Dean on the UK sudser Hollyoaks.

With Craig out of the picture, John Paul began a relationship with Father Kieron Hobbs, an even more scandalous pairing. John Paul supported Kieron as he left the Church and embarked on a life among the “out and proud.” Of course, this was short-lived, too, as Kieron was killed by John Paul’s pyscho half-brother — no one yet knew he was related to the McQueens — except Kieron! — yes, another twist.

Complicating things for John Paul was the return of Craig Dean, intent on finally claiming John Paul. Guy Burnet returned to the show for a month to reprise his role so that the beloved (albeit conflicted) supercouple could ride off into the sunset — on a train — together, after Craig was finally able to kiss John Paul in public.

STENDAN vs. STUG

Hollyoaks’ newest pairing of American Doug Carter (P.J. Brennan) and former bad boy Ste Hay (Kieron Richardson) is actually part of a love triangle that includes Ste’s former lover, Brendan, devilishly played by Emmett J. Scanlan.

John Paul McQueen and Craig Dean — known to fans by the portmanteau McDean — may have been the best-loved gay pairing in Hollyoaks, but they certainly haven’t been the last.

When young rogue Ste Hay came out, he was drawn to Brendan Brady, a nefarious older club owner. The two embarked on what may be television’s first same-sex domestic violence storyline with Brendan  beating up Ste to keep him compliant.

When Ste finally left Brendan, he started a business with American expat Doug Carter and subsequently fell in love with him. Doug offered Ste stability — or as much stability as you can expect from an adorable ex-drug dealer — and the two married in 2012 in a ceremony marred by, you guessed it, over-the-top tragedy!

Through it all, a palpable attraction between Ste and Brendan remains and their storylines have continued to intersect because of it. Fan bases for both couples have developed, using the portmanteaus Stug and Stendan, which may signal continued screen time for all three popular actors who, by the way, are not the only gay characters on the show.

The KISH of Death in Llanview

Brett Claywell and Scott Evans as Kyle Lewis and Oliver Fish on One Life to Live. Claywell’s intense Kyle balanced the “Aw, Shucks” genuineness of Evans’ Fish, creating an example of actors’ better attention to detail than their writers.

Of course, popularity of characters or excellent storytelling doesn’t mean you’ll be around for long. Especially if you’re on an American soap.

One Life to Live, known for years for relatively insane plot twists, sought to capitalize on the ground already broken by As The World Turns by introducing a gay storyline, this time with hospital resident Kyle Lewis and cop Oliver Fish.

Oliver’s backstory, including a college relationship with Kyle, is revealed as he comes out publicly. When the two finally sleep together, OLTL took it a step farther than the prudish ATWT and actually showed the two in bed together.

Featuring decent if not great writing and played with layered nuance by Evans and Claywell, Kish, as the couple was known, quickly became a fan favorite. Of course, that didn’t stop OLTL from introducing the now ubiquitous “gay man has sex with a woman and woman gets pregnant” sub-plot. At the end of the day, the writers wrapped up the ridiculousness of the plot and as a shock to both actors and their fans, abruptly let them go and the duo went off to that part of Llanview where there were no TV cameras.

Executive Producer Frank Valentini said Kish caused the show’s low ratings, but everyone knew different. All daytime ratings were tanking and they no longer were looking for chances to take. When Claywell and Evans’ departed, OLTL hit new ratings lows. A year and a half later, the show ended.

The Nuke Option?

Eric Sheffer Stevens (l) joined As The World Turns in its last year on the air as Dr. Reid Oliver. His pairing with Van Hansis’ Luke divided audiences between those who wanted to see the electric pairing of Stevens and Hansis and those wanting a happy ending for Luke and his former love, Noah, played by Jake Silbermann. Reid Oliver’s death was central to the plot of the show’s finale, though it did not satisfy many viewers.

When the powers that be brought in acerbic, pompous and handsome super neurosurgeon Dr. Reid Oliver ten months before the end of As The World Turns, everyone was shocked by Eric Sheffer Stevens’ immediate chemistry with Van Hansis and the character brought in to cure Luke’s longtime love Noah of his blindness — it’s a soap, remember — ended up electrifying and dividing viewers to become the central plot capstone of the show’s 54 year run.

Like Guy Burnet’s intense portrayal of Craig Dean in Hollyoaks, you couldn’t turn away from Stevens when he was on screen. He might not have been pushing the buttons that you wanted pushed, but, by God, he was pushing buttons.

Reid died — another train accident! — and his heart was donated to save Chris Hughes leaving Luke heart-broken and Noah to head to California alone, which did little to satisfy the Nuke (Noah and Luke) or the Lure (Luke and Reid) fanbases, but it served, I think, the show’s long and complex history well. Head writer Jean Passanante remarked that if the show hadn’t already been cancelled, Reid, Luke and Noah may well have become American television’s first front-burner gay love triangle.

Looking back, I have to say I loved the last year of As The World Turns, as it was my soap for many years. And while there were utterly and completely ridiculous derailments along the way — Ameera, anyone? — none of the gay guys ever knocked up anyone. And that’s a helluva lot better than what we’ve got now.

[Update: A year and a half later, Days of our Lives surprised the hell out of me. Good on them. See I Do…]

The Outs – Very In

The Outs.

I don’t know if you’re familiar with this web series, but if you haven’t seen it, I do urge you to give it a look.

Tommy Heleringer as Scruffy and Hunter Canning as Jack, two of the adorable stars of the web series The Outs.

The Outs is the brainchild of Adam Goldman who wrote the six-episode series with Sasha Winters. Both of them act in it as well. The show features nuanced acting, creative camera work, and something that you find too little of — especially in made-for-the-Web-stuff — excellent lighting. (I know, I know. That’s always the dead giveaway in theatre reviews — talk about the lighting instead of giving a bad review.)

But I’m telling ya, it’s lit great and it highlights these performers.

The writing is smart, edgy sometimes, gritty, unflinching, real. These characters speak as real people speak. So refreshing to see.

I love the web series Husbands, too, but for entirely different reasons. Husbands is the parfait of a sitcom I wish was on television in prime time. The Brooklyn-centric The Outs is the great indie project that only you and a few savvy friends have found and it makes you feel good for having some knowledge that the rest of the hoi polloi don’t deserve to care about.

Well, watch The Outs. And tell somebody smart to watch it. These talented folks deserve our support.