April 20, 1996

I was awakened this morning by a call from a filmmaker who had read the script and wanted to convince me that it was seriously flawed and that I should rethink the whole concept. The day was all uphill from there.

In the course of dropping scripts off to actresses, I got to go into one of those cool old apartment buildings on 9th St. between 5th and 6th Avenues. Filmmaking always manages to take you on field trips to see how the other classes live.

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