According to Ibdb.com, she played the role Jan 9 - Mar 1995.
"What a story........ everything but the bloodhounds snappin' at her rear end." -- Birdie
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"The Devil Be Hittin' Me" -- Whitney
I saw Moore. That's when the show was tired and in less than great shape. She was fine, but entirely unmemorable. Nothing stood out, and I think we expected her to find something new in the role. Or take the roof off.
"I'm a comedian, but in my spare time, things bother me." Garry Shandling
No. That cast was Ivan Rutherford, Florence Lacey, Tamra Hayden, Michelle Riggs, and Tom Donoghue. Only Chris Innvarr (who was playing Javert) was spared.
That happened in late 96/early 97.
"You travel alone because other people are only there to remind you how much that hook hurts that we all bit down on. Wait for that one day we can bite free and get back out there in space where we belong, sail back over water, over skies, into space, the hook finally out of our mouths and we wander back out there in space spawning to other planets never to return hurrah to earth and we'll look back and can't even see these lives here anymore. Only the taste of blood to remind us we ever existed. The earth is small. We're gone. We're dead. We're safe."
-John Guare, Landscape of the Body
Rutherford was magnificent in the recent Chicago production of Les Miz this spring. (with Quentin Earl Darrington from the Ragtime revival as his Javert)
Right. I forgot that Rutherford was essentially demoted rather than being fired.
"You travel alone because other people are only there to remind you how much that hook hurts that we all bit down on. Wait for that one day we can bite free and get back out there in space where we belong, sail back over water, over skies, into space, the hook finally out of our mouths and we wander back out there in space spawning to other planets never to return hurrah to earth and we'll look back and can't even see these lives here anymore. Only the taste of blood to remind us we ever existed. The earth is small. We're gone. We're dead. We're safe."
-John Guare, Landscape of the Body