It Opens Wednesday Or Friday.

I Feel Prematurely Old. I'm Actually Having This Major Belated Quarter-life Crisis. I'm Turning 30 In A Couple Of Weeks. I've Been Thinking A Lot About Mortality. A Lot About What I'm Going To Do With My Life And How To Enjoy It. One Of The Things I'm Going To Work On Is Being More Spontaneous, Letting Go, Embracing The Beauty Of Come-what-may.

I Talk To Myself, Especially In The Car.

I Do Like Dating Cynics - They Tend To Be Incredibly Funny.

My Brain's Not Sharp Enough To Come Up With A Witty Comment.

I Grew Up In A House Where My Father Went On Auditions, And He Got Some And He Lost Some, And There Were Good Years And Lean Years. I Didn't Expect Anything From The Business, And That's Often A Danger In Hollywood, The Notion That If You're Pretty And Have White Teeth And Just Show Up For The Game Then You'll Win.