New Yorkers, how lucky were you to see Elaine Stritch at Liberty when it ran on Broadway a few years ago? How great was it to witness a living legend, at the age of 77, belt out showtunes and wax nostalgic about the history of American theater? How thrilling must it have been to hear Stritch's funny, fascinating, and amazing anecdotes about Marlon Brando, Noel Coward, and Ethel Merman? At the time did you know what a national treasure she was and how adeptly she could spin events in her life into breathtaking stories?
I didn't know. Until now. Last night I watched the DVD of Stritch's performance, which was filmed for HBO, and discovered she is a one-woman Jukebox Stories. She tells tales and sings songs, and her stage presence is undeniably irresistible.
She won a Tony Award in 2002, of course, and her Emmy Award for the HBO special yielded one of the most delightful and unprecedented acceptance speeches in the history of award shows:
How could you not love her?! And if you're a New Yorker and you missed her show, ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY?!