Cynthia Onyedinmanasu Chinasaokwu Erivo (born 8 January 1987) is an English actress, singer, and songwriter.
She is known for her performance as Celie in the Broadway revival of The Color Purple, for which she won the 2016 Tony Award for Best Actress in a Musical, the Drama Desk Award for Outstanding Actress in a Musical, the Grammy Award for Best Musical Theater Album, and the Daytime Emmy Award for Outstanding Musical Performance in a Daytime Program, the latter two she shared with the rest of the cast.
Erivo ventured into films in 2018, with roles in the heist film Widows and the thriller Bad Times at the El Royale. In 2019, she portrayed abolitionist Harriet Tubman in the biopic Harriet, for which she earned nominations for an Academy Award, a Golden Globe Award, and a Screen Actors Guild Award.
thought it was just OK — please keep yelling at me about that. But Hollywood needs strong performers after a rough year, and getting back audiences who’ve given the cinema the old heave-ho is a win for the industry.Yes.
Except when they sing. Or whip out their phones to film the screen. Or generally behave like spoiled, mannerless brats.Audience members at “Wicked,” reports say, are culture-less barbarians who can barely comprehend that they are outside of their own home.
They’re a pack of whiny preschoolers who paint their faces green and make a scene as they shriek the songs of Stephen Schwartz to the extreme irritation of those around them.Sitting with hundreds of paying strangers, the selfish jerks rudely belt out “Defying Gravity” and patter along to “Popular.” How obnoxious.This annoying glee club has been so coddled and socially deprived, they think they’re in the shower or doing karaoke in Koreatown.
Or at Marie’s Crisis in the Village on a Tuesday.“They don’t know how to be in public places,” one peeved ticket buyer told The Post.My guess is they probably don’t know how to sing either.The impromptu showtune-fests have gotten so out of control that AMC was forced to ban crooning in their theaters like they’re the town from “Footloose.” Good on them, but it’s a shame the situation had to come to a proclamation.Is America so enamored with constant self-expression and my least favorite modern phrase — being “seen” — that people can’t politely sit still and watch a film for 2 ½ hours?Must they make every second of this communal experience all about them?The bad behavior isn’t limited to concerts nobody asked for either.
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