I saw the Broadway play, "The Vertical Hour" last night, starring Julianne Moore and Bill Nighy. Moore was atrocious and Nighy stole the show. He was absolutely magnificent and a joy to watch.

Nighy was in "Love Actually;" he played the hilarious aging rock star undergoing a possible come back. He was also Davy Jones in the second "Pirates of the Caribbean," but who knew it was he under all that octopus makeup?

At any rate, I was stunned by how bad Moore was from the moment she opened her mouth. One of the hallmarks of great stage acting is the ability to fully inhabit your body. Moore seemed unaware that she had more on stage than just her talking head.

Nighy, on the other hand, fully projected his character from head to toe. Even when another actor had a monologue, Nighy listened actively and was so much more interesting to watch than anyone else on stage The actor who plays his son did give Nighy a run for his money, though.

Moore needs to stick to movies with heroines on the edge of a breakdown. She came to life just briefly on stage when her character faced down some demons.

We had 3rd row seats, and while we were way over on the right, it just so happened that Nighy played a good portion of the show from that spot. How lucky was I.