Except For Me, No One In My

My Last Days At Mgm Were Like The Fall Of The Roman Empire In Fast Motion.

When Animators Weren't Sleeping, They Were Drinking.

Los Angeles Was An Impression Of Failure, Of Disappointment, Of Despair, And Of Oddly Makeshift Lives. This Is California? I Thought.

I Have Spent A Lot Of Years On The Outside Looking In.

In Those Days, Boxing Was Very Glamorous And Romantic. You Listened To Fights On The Radio, And A Good Announcer Made It Seem Like A Contest Between Gladiators.