The longer I live in L.A. – and love L.A. – the weirder it feels to go back to New York. But it’s weird in a good way, like going to the gym drunk.I suppose New York ain’t tired of having me either, because The Big Apple Film Festival is the 40th fest to accept my film, The Beneficiary. And what better place to celebrate the big four-oh?
You know, if I’ve learned anything from my Sims family, it’s that you gotta be proud of your roots. And even though L.A. has been very good to me, my ex isn’t half bad either. It taught me about different cultures – like where you could buy illegal fireworks in Chinatown. And with my 9-7 football team playoff-bound, I learned there’s no need to ever try.
You came on, and came through, New York, NY.
