"I came to LA because I write films," the Uber driver told me. "I wrote a movie about kids in a ghetto, trying to survive."
We were going just a few blocks. I was lazy and didn't feel like walking.
"So far I had a meeting at CAA. Do you know who they are?" He looked in the mirror at me. I said yes.
"And now my manager got me a meeting at Paradigm," he said, "so I'm hopeful. I just drive this Uber to make money while I wait for my film to be made."
"Instead of driving an Uber, as long as you have a manager, why don't you try to write for TV?" I said.
"Only a few movies are made each year but there are so many more outlets for TV now that Netflix, Amazon, Hulu, and even Apple are doing original programming."
"I could do it," he said. "I even have a contact at [show] who said he would hire me right away. But my heart is in cinema. I will only do cinema."
BOOM! Failure. "Cinema."
I'm sorry.