My Unbelievable, Sometimes Horrifying, Ever-Perplexing but Entirely True Adventures in the Film and TV Biz: First Bite (Part Three of Six)

It’s 1992, and not much has changed. Well, maybe one thing. I tired of Los Angeles, and desperately missed my home town of Brooklyn. I was exhausted trying to prove myself, and rationalized that Hollywood didn’t appreciate real talent. I became bitter. I…