Death, The Final, Triumphant Lover.

Death, The Final, Triumphant Lover.

Every Producer In Hollywood Had Set Me Down As A Type. I Was Both Amused And Disappointed.

My Body Grew Hot, Then Cold. I Tried To Eat The Bed Sheets. My Heart Beat Madly. Every Joint In My Body Ached. When I Took The Cure They Took It All Away From Me.

To Portray A Maniac Offers A Compelling Challenge.

The Former Ruling Class Kept The Community Of Actors In Ignorance By Means Of Various Lies.