Oscar Hopeful’s Very Special Mentor, and the Best Saturday Afternoon Ever
This story — which you can read if you click on this sentence — is told by TVWeek Open Mic blogger Chuck Ross, and it’s most likely not what you expect.
A writer writes. He was 12 years old — almost 13 — that blustery winter weekend. It really seemed like it got much colder in L.A. back then, especially with the pelting rain and belting wind that howled like animals…