Or, Ben Brantley Explains It All.
“‘The Seagull,’ directed by Ian Rickson, was infused with a delicate emotional complexity, poised on the brink that separates comedy from tragedy, as it elicited the full weight of Chekhov’s vision of human solitude. (The show, which closed in December, remains for me the season’s high point, with Kristin Scott Thomas giving the best performance by an actress this year. Its exclusion from the Tony nominations shows how meaningless the awards generally are as measures of artistic merit.)”
That’s from Brantley’s piece in today’s Times, reviewing the year on Broadway.
The emphasis is mine, not his, but that’s why I really don’t care about the Tonys. I do plan on liveblogging them, though.