NUDE, NUDE, TOTALLY NUDE: The year began with David Dillon's "Party," the all-male striptease show, whose idea of a finale was a nude-dancing tribute to Karen Carpenter. The year ends with Terrence McNally's "Love! Valour! Compassion!," the play that actually had the New Yorker discussing the penis sizes of actors. In between, we had the dubious honor of seeing Nicol Williamson ("Jack: A Night on the Town With John Barrymore") in tights and an uncomfortable Howard Hesseman ("Quills") nude, nude, totally nude (which, by the way, is the name of Andrea Martin's one-woman show, in which she appears only mock nude, in a flesh-colored bodysuit).
MOST GRATUITOUS NUDITY: "In the Moonlight, Eddie" at the Pasadena Playhouse. In one scene, an aging glamour puss played by Ann Wedgeworth, upon learning from a friend's young son of his affection, promptly un-drapes a breast.
BEST USE OF NUDITY: In Diana Son's play "Boy" at La Jolla Playhouse, Michi Barall plays a girl whose parents raise her as a boy and who everybody agrees to believe is a boy--including the audience--until the boy undresses.
HOW TO LOSE FRIENDS AND BADLY INFLUENCE SUBSCRIBERS: Who can forget the reaction of the Pasadena Playhouse to its mega-hit "Sisterella"? The day the reviews came out, the announced ticket price of $13.50-$33.50 went up to $55-$55. Theatergoers reacted with angry calls and letters. The theater's reply: That's still $20 less than the show will cost on Broadway (although that opening has yet to be announced). Said one former subscriber, in a letter to The Times: It's not the economy, stupid. It's greed.