I first met Joan Rivers almost 50 years ago when I was a casting director working on The Swimmer starring Burt Lancaster. Most of the film took place in wealthy suburbia so the actors had to seem like upper class wasps.
While all of you movie executives are trolling poolside at Chateau Marmont for the hottest new screenplay ideas, a select few of us are generating killer content on an almost hourly basis that you would be foolish to ignore.
The dreams you had when you were a kid are still alive in you, and that it's never to late to live them. Okay, maybe you're never going to be a major league pitcher, but you can still coach a baseball team or play baseball.
A lot has changed from the days when we went on foot to agents' offices, checked our answering machines on a pay phone and picked up sides in person. Show business, the last of the handshake businesses, has gone high tech.
L.A. Theatre-goers are in for a treat because for four successive Wednesday evenings from February 20th to March 13th, acclaimed actor/writer David Dean Bottrell takes to the Acme Comedy Theatre stage.