He really is, Jim Parsons. He goes for the nastiness, but you can really see the toxicity and self-hate peeking out behind it. And he’s funny as hell.
You see Bomer in tighty-whiteys from basically the jump. Impressive body, of course, as that’s what he’s paid for. He’s just... ok, but I feel like that part is a bit underwritten anyway. To his credit, he lands a couple of really funny lines. I will say that, even with Matt Bomer parading around in his undies in the first scene, you can’t take your eyes off Jim Parsons. He’s just magnetic, and he can make wrapping gifts compelling.
The guy I saw the play with REALLY hated Quinto. I thought he was funny, and the crowd absolutely erupted at almost all of his quips. But if you saw Leonard Frey’s performance in the original, Quinto’s version is a disappointing facsimile.