Hollywood FUCKED Rule #2: I had two AWESOME, HILARIOUS old friends — who, sadly, both recently passed away — who together ran a successful casting agency since the 70s. A few years ago, I sat in on a casting session with them for a project I was working on. As the endless line of hopeful young women passed through the room, I quickly became aware of the fact that they almost looked like children to me. I said this to my friend and he laughed bitterly and said:
“Honey, that’s how they want ’em now — so that’s how we serve ’em up. It ain’t about her IQ…it’s about her FQ. In this fucking town, if a woman’s over 30, she may as well be a HUNDRED.”
AND I RAGE.