Back in June, Kevin Spacey used his opening monologue while hosting the Tony Awards to celebrate Broadway… and himself. The one-time Tony and two-time Academy Award winner took the occasion — entertainment’s gayest night of the year — to lampoon longstanding rumours about his sexuality. I was disappointed, to say the least.
“I’m coming out,” he sang, launching into a Sunset Boulevard number. Pause. “No, wait, no,” he continued.
At the time, I wrote a HuffPost essay, criticising Spacey for turning what for some is still an angst-filled gay rite of passage into a joke. If someone with his level of success is afraid to declare, “Yep, I’m gay,” or “No, I’m not,” but rather dances around the subject with a mix of shame and disdain, what does that say to young gay people who are struggling with whether to come out?