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it's been almost 4 years now and I still have no idea how Neil Patrick Harris got to the back of the theatre in the opening number of the Tony awards. Is he a secret wizard and he apparated? Maybe it was just a fancy camera trick and they prerecorded some parts. In the span of less than thirty seconds he is seen clearly going into the box and then re-appearing at the front of a line of Newsies dancing down the aisle. There is no way he could have climbed out of the box. There was no trick platform underneath, no false back, nothing that the eye could catch, that would let him not only escape the box but appear in the back of the theatre approximately 25 seconds later.
During college, Lin-Manuel Miranda and a friend used to improvise interpretative dance tributes to best picture nominees at their annual Oscar party. “It was a lot of breathing and rolling around,” recalls the creator of the Broadway smash Hamilton. “We had a great Seabiscuit dance one year.”
For the New York-born son of Puerto Rican parents — his father a political consultant, his mother a psychologist — it was just another phase of a lifelong fascination with the Oscars that began when he was growing up in the Inwood section of Manhattan, playing and replaying the telecasts that his family recorded on their VCR. At 37, Miranda is about to cross the threshold from superfan to participant: “How Far I’ll Go,” which he wrote for the Disney film Moana, is nominated for original song, and on Feb. 26, Miranda (with his mother) will attend his first Academy Awards.
It’s an auspicious step in a career that will see him star with Emily Blunt and Colin Firth in Disney’s 2018 Mary Poppins Returns and collaborate with composer Alan Menken on the studio’s live-action The Little Mermaid, one of Miranda’s favorite films and, he reveals here, the gateway to his Oscars obsession.
My brain is a compendium of Oscar moments: Tom Hanks’ beautiful acceptance speech when he won best actor for Philadelphia in 1994. Roberto Benigni climbing over chairs and wanting to make love to everybody in the world when Life Is Beautiful won best foreign-language film in 1999. Kim Basinger presenting in 1990 and telling the audience that one of the best films of the year, Do the Right Thing, was not nominated. For her to take a stand, 25 years before #OscarsSoWhite, was incredible — and impressive because time has shown the prescience of that film.
I expect we’ll see more of that this year. It’s a political time, so I imagine the Oscars will look exactly like your Twitter or Facebook feed. Why should we ignore for three hours what we’re talking about 24 hours a day?
The Oscars were always a family affair when I was a kid. One sort of unintentional tradition we had every year was during the “In Memoriam” part of the show. My family called it the “She died?” section because my dad, who is pop culture-oblivious, would always go, “She died? He died? She died?!” the whole time. So, it was very sad and yet also very funny watching my dad catch up.
When I was a kid, the Oscars felt like this impossibly larger-than-life thing. The first time I felt like I had a horse in the race was in 1990. I was 10, and The Little Mermaid was up for best song and best score. They did that crazy “Under the Sea” number with the late, great Geoffrey Holder and dudes in scuba outfits tap-dancing with flippers. We had a tradition of recording the show on our VHS, and I must have watched it a million and a half times.
There was also an amazing Chuck Workman montage at the beginning of the show that depicted 100 years of filmmaking with classic scores. I was already in love with movies, but this was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen in my life.
That was the period when Billy Crystal was hosting, and I would memorize his musical spoofs of the year’s top films. He did them with Marc Shaiman, whom I’m working with right now on Mary Poppins Returns… I was a huge fan of those moments and musical numbers — they showed a genuine love of movies while still poking fun at them. I may also be the only person in America who laughed his ass off to “Uma, Oprah. Oprah, Uma.” David Letterman’s commitment to that bit was enough to put it over the top for me. He didn’t care if no one got it. In his head, it was funny.
Hosting the Oscars is not a thing I would ever want to do… You always have to do this dance as a host: You’re playing to a billion people at home, and you’re playing to anxious contestants in a room, and that’s an insanely hard thing to divide. It’s the most thankless task in the world. I have a pretty healthy ego, but it does not extend in that direction. I’d much rather be the guy writing the opening tune than having to deliver it.
Another Oscar moment that really stuck with me was when Whoopi won her best supporting actress for Ghost. I’ll never forget, at the top of her acceptance speech she said, “Ever since I was a little kid, I wanted this,” which is so rare. Then she said, “As a little kid, I lived in the projects, and you’re the people I watched. You’re the people who made me want to be an actor.” For me, it was like she was saying, “If you want this, you can get it, too. I’m proof that you can.”
I had been seeing myself in this world since I was old enough to do anything, and it was as if she reached through the screen to talk to me. I was that kid. Even my mother used to say, “Remember what Whoopi said.”
There’s a kid in the middle of nowhere sitting there, living for Tony performances singin’ and flippin’ along with the Pippins and Wickeds and Kinkys, Matildas and Mormonses / So we might reassure that kid and do something to spur that kid / ‘Cause I promise you all of us up here tonight, We were that kid and now we’re bigger
Another of my favorite moments was in 2005, when they had Antonio Banderas sing “Al Otro Lado Del Rio” from The Motorcycle Diaries, which was nominated for best song. And then when Jorge Drexler, who composed it, won, he went onstage and sang it, like, “This is how it really goes.” It was so funny and ballsy and great. I’m happy whenever Latinos win anything, so I was thrilled by both performances.
I can’t tell you what it feels like in that room because this will be my first time at the Oscars, but I can tell you why the Oscars matter. It’s a night when the arts and artists are formally honored, and this recognition is seen by millions of people across the country and around the world. The show inspires people to keep pursuing their craft, or to seek out the nominated films or the overall body of work of the nominees, and through that exposure, people gain a greater appreciation of what the art of filmmaking brings to our culture.
I’ll never forget, at the top of [Whoopi Goldberg’s Oscar] acceptance speech she said, “Ever since I was a little kid, I wanted this,” which is so rare. Then she said, “As a little kid, I lived in the projects, and you’re the people I watched. You’re the people who made me want to be an actor.” For me, it was like she was saying, “If you want this, you can get it, too. I’m proof that you can.”
I had been seeing myself in this world since I was old enough to do anything, and it was as if she reached through the screen to talk to me. I was that kid.
diiiiid you know that Lin-Manuel Miranda wrote this? (lyrics by Lin, music by Tom Kitt) and that it’s the greatest opening number in the history of opening numbers and that you can watch it and actually ascend to another plane? here’s Lin talking about collaborating with Neil Patrick Harris on it. and it has this
there’s a kid in the middle of nowhere who’s sitting there living for Tony performances…
so we might reassure that kid
and do something to spur that kid
‘cause I promise you all of us up here tonight? we were that kid
Every Tuesday and Thursday I have Theatre Appreciation from 12:30pm to 1:45pm. Since I have an hour block in between my English class and Theatre, I always arrive to class very early.
So, as usual, I arrived early. Only one other student and my teacher were present. The other student, Rachel, was eating a granola bar and my teacher was on the phone. My teacher soon left the room, and it was only me and Rachel. Rachel and I start talking about our group project (In which we, along with three others must write and perform a five to seven-minute play). Somehow, we move onto the topic of just regular theatre.
She mentions how much she loves Hamilton. I agree. She talks about Wicked and I exclaim that I still can’t believe I haven’t seen it yet. I confess that the reason I haven’t seen it yet is because I got swept into the Newsies hole.
Rachel tells me about the time she had to sing King of New York for an audition, I tell her about my 1400 word post about it, and the teacher re-enters the room, along with a few other students. We make some comment about Newsies and the teacher comments back.
And now a little background. Every class period, my teacher shows up about thirty minutes early and plays some clip on the projector that has to do with the day’s lesson. The first day it was football highlights, one day it was a sequence from Damn, Yankees, stuff like that. But, today she didn’t have one up, and Rachel asked why.
The teacher said that she hadn’t had time to swing by her office to grab a tape to play (I swear, she actually said tape) and thus we were without today. We suggested she play something from YouTube.
So she pulled up the site and type in TONY Awards.
More students are wandering in, I’m having a gay old time, sort of bouncing along because I catch some of the references, but not all of them (give me a break, I wasn’t into Broadway in 2013). I’m already excited because I saw the School of Rock cast. I figure this is a pretty great video to start the class off with.
Then Neil Patrick Harris gets into a box onstage. They twirl it around, and pull a rope that causes it to relax, which shows that *gasp* Neil Patrick Harris is no longer inside!
The camera pans to the back and the spotlight lands on Neil Patrick Harris leading a line of dancing, twirling Newsies, and I screamed.
Mostly internally, but I at least let out a squeak and flailed my arms a tiny bit.
“There’s the Newsies that we were talking about!” the teacher laughed to the rest of the class.
Then I caught sight of Tommy Bracco grinning and dancing his heart out and I swear I died in the middle of class (Also I saw Ben Fankhauser and he does like one jump and then skedaddles to the back of the house because the poor boy still can’t dance lol).
And now everyone knows that I am a huge, stinking piece of Newsies trash.