By Playbill Staff
01 Feb 2013
During previews for Lestat (yes, Lestat) we changed a scene to include the revelation of a crucifix around which the entire following scene would play out and reveal important vampire truths. Well, one night I forgot to bring on the crucifix. Nice job, Will. Douche.
Oh, there are many good choices. But the worst was during Follies on Broadway. I was thrown on for a role with no rehearsal, obviously feeling like a nervous wreck! Things were going fairly well, and I was down in the quick-change area halfway into my next costume when I heard my cue line over the monitor (I had forgotten a whole scene!). Thankfully, it was Blythe Danner and Treat Williams making up for my absence onstage (they handled it with ease), but I've never gotten over it.
I remember going up completely on "I'll Know" in Guys and Dolls and singing various versions of the word "love" and other even more unfortunate improvised lyrics as my costar Josie de Guzman looked on in horror. In fact, I remember a similar look of horror on Glenn Close's face during a scene we had in The Real Thing as I attempted to improvise verse from a Restoration Comedy – I inadvertently captured the comedy but failed miserably at the restoration. In A Doll's Life the set of my humble musician's studio never showed up one performance, and I made a joke about the rent being late and it was the only laugh I got for the entire run.