Oh, Bryce Pinkham.
How far we’ve come from the days where you were clutching a creepy fox fur in the sort-of ensemble. And the days where you were the handsome bad guy in Ghost, the show that won all the Tonys of our Craptacular hearts because it featured an enormous LED screen that flashed skyscraper-height projections of a naked butt.
Fast-forward to today, and you still have the handsome bad guy market cornered, but there are no projections of naked butts in sight — which frankly, is kind of too bad — and you’re starring in a bigger role in a distinctly more serious show. And by serious, we mean good.
A tip of the hat to you and your dastardly performance in A Gentleman’s Guide to Love and Murder. May every role you play give you what this one does: velvet swag, a permanently cocked eyebrow, like fifteen songs, all the women, and a Tony nomination.
Take the Tony of our hearts, will you? And next time, take your shirt off.
Photo: Frank Rizzo