During my first year of acting school, I had a professor who had a bad back. He was legendarily fat and hobbled about, despite being just over 50.
As an alum of the program he now was a tenured part of, his headshot and photos of his glory days were easily found with a little digging. In his glory days, he was an absolute stud. Picture a jacked Burt Reynolds, or a slightly less beefy Reg Park with God-level acting chops. We got to talking one day, and with grave words of warning, he told me...
Published on October 25, 2017 21:00