A musical blast! Fun for the whole nuclear family!

In '75, the year both A Chorus Line and Chicago hit Broadway, my head spun around and I became the ultimate theater queen for life.

I don't know about you, but I can tell when someone's lying. They can't look you in the eye - they look you in the bridge of your nose.

It's a good thing that columnists don't make homosexuality their last taboo anymore. But I wish the columnists themselves would come out too.

I go to screenings, then plays, then after-parties, then clubs.

I'm just a simple kid from Brooklyn who landed into the most enchanted lifestyle imaginable.

In the last few years, the very idea of telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth is dredged up only as a final resort when the alternative options of deception, threat and bribery have all been exhausted.