“Nice and neat, tragedy. Restful, too. In a drama, with its traitors, its desperate villains, its innocent victims, avengers, devoted followers and glimmers of hope, death becomes something terrible, a kind of accident. You might have arrived in time with the police. But tragedy's so peaceful! For one thing, everybody's on a par. All innocent! It doesn't matter if one person kills and the other is killed - it's just a matter of casting. And above all, tragedy's restful, because you know there's no lousy hope left. You know you're caught, caught at last like a rat in a trap, with all heaven against you. And the only thing left to do is shout - not moan, or complain, but yell out at the top of your voice whatever it was you had to say. What you've never said before. What perhaps you didn't even know till now… And to no purpose - just so as to tell it to yourself... to learn it, yourself. In drama you struggle, because you hope you're going to survive. It's utilitarian - sordid. But tragedy is gratuitous. Pointless, irremediable. Fit for a king!” —Jean Anouilh, Antigone
The absolute scream that I scrumpt when Gumball/Gary Prince opened his mouth and Andrew Rannells' voice came out???? The casting directors really went, "We can't get our gay Broadway actor back? Let's just hire a much more chaotic version of him."