Frustrated by various snags I’ve hit during the making of LOBO: The Motion Picture, I decided I needed to take some time to clear my head.
Nagging doubts began to seep into my conscience. Not about the movie -oh God no; this script is the best thing since Citizen Kane- but about Hollywood in [...]
[…] When I got to the theater last night, it was just as dead as I had suspected. There was a line for the concession guy, but I didn’t wait because they always go right through me.
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