I’ve never seen anything like this before. Maybe because there’s never been anything like this before. It’s like someone fused Linkin Park, Gina Torres and Jennifer Hudson together. Watching this made me feel how I felt when watching Kyrie drop 57 on the Spurs or when discovering that eating shrimp and grits and bacon at the same time was actually a real thing you could order at restaurants and not just a fake meal dreamt up by me while drunk.


I know I’m years late with this, and Renée Elise Goldsberry already won a Tony for it, so this is a raindrop in a sea of acknowledgment. But fuck. She deserves all the flowers. Like literally every flower. Flowers should not exist anywhere other than her living room.