I’m always a little disappointed when I walk away from my car and it doesn’t explode after I press the lock button.
Damn you, Hollywood. But on the bright side, here in LA, I just locked picture on my latest comedy short. All that’s left is the opening and closing titles, and then I send it off to my friend John Hunter, elite composer, to score the film.
Then I quickly have a kid, so I have someone to refer to as my hero in acceptance speeches.