I would be exaggerating if I told you that everyone in Los Angeles had an LAPD story back in ’92, but it sure seemed like it.
227. That Time I Found Out I’m Kind Of Racist
This is a story of early ’90s Los Angeles. I don’t remember exactly when this harrowing tale of self discovery occurred, but it was sometime after Boyz n the Hood but prior […]
219. The Mid-Twenty Joys Around A Heart That’s Black and Blue
My next movie had a lot of buzz around it, which was strange. The unwritten rule of the film business was to downplay the movie one was working on, or downright call […]