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Nov 19 2015
The Boys (And Girl) In The Band: A Review Of STEVE Comments (0)

STEVE-prod-98Malcolm Gets, Jerry Dixon, Mario Cantone & Matt McGrath in Steve, by Monique Carboni

I went into the new Off-Broadway play Steve, directed by Cynthia Nixon, worrying it would be another Jeffrey. But what's in a name?

Steve is less Jeffrey than it is a genuinely insightful update of The Boys in the Band, complete with angst, sexual battle lines, healthy self-loathing and—above all—intelligent humor. There's no hooker, but there's plenty of whoring, all of which is implied rather than shown for cheap thrills, and some of which leads to hysterical and at times unexpectedly heartwarming reactions.

Best of all, in spite of various other plays to which it could be compared, Steve is a new work, and a successful one at that.

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Mar 13 2010
Orange You GLAAD You Came? Comments (7)

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SafariScreenSnapz001 GLAAD's Rich Ferraro has consistently invited me to his organization's events and I've consistently declined; I officially cover so many events for my dayjob and unofficially cover so many events on my blog for fun that my thought has been I don't really need to hyperextend myself by marrying the two and officially covering an event for my blog.

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Gays & thespians: Honoree Nixon with Prayers for Bobby's Weaver

But The 21st Annual GLAAD Media Awards were honoring Cynthia Nixon and Joy Behar (two of my favorite redheads—the red carpet was truly red/orange...it was a Night of 1,000 Gingers) so I made it my first red carpet, quickly discovering that doing an event with no boss to please and nothing to lose and yet having orchestrated access to the main attractions can wind up being the best of both worlds—officially fun.

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From where I stood 

IMG_5406 I arrived around 3PM for press check-in. There was a crush of people and the nice lady at the desk wasn't; I asked where to go and she said up the escalator, which isn't really that descriptive considering I was in the Marriott Marquis in Times Square (a place I was at on 9/10/01, and where I discussed going to the World Trade Center the following day to get TKTS tickets for a show...something that never panned out, obviously). I went up, as commanded, but couldn't figure out where to go next. I was pointed in many directions, finally landing on the third floor. (You'll see from the photos that I was much even more disheveled and droopy than usual.)

All my B-roll footage:

Here, I found my spot on the line—right toward the end. Red carpets are like the social caste system made manifest, or like a literal food chain. On the latter, I would be the seeds the birds poop out to keep the plants growing. To make it less metaphorical, I was two slots behind something called Autostraddle.com, which I refuse to look up because it sounds like one of those mechanical dildo sites. (I broke down and looked it up—it's a kinda great lesbian site with lots of traffic.)

6a0115715184aa970b0120a6a04830970b-500wi But it turns out my spot wasn't so bad (considering I'm just some guy with a blog) because most of the stars were rather available and those who weren't were stopping to my left to do stuff with GLAAD. At first, I was right next to Ben Harvey and Dave Rubin of Ben & Dave's Six Pack (pictured, image from Metrosource). They were also covering for Queerty, though I wondered if they might not get less frozen reactions if they left the Queerty part out (I still link to Queerty, but I think it's fair to describe it as somewhat caustic). They were cute and as nice as can be; I point this out because the act of having a six-pack makes people gushingly nice, but the act of having six-pack abs usually does the opposite. They were professional and hot, the types of guys you wouldn't hate being stuck on a crowded elevator with, so I hoped they'd help attract stars, Suddenly Last Summer-style.

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Samara puts the Reichen Lehmkuhls on the spot 

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