R.I.P. Uncle MURRAY SCHISGAL… one of the funniest men I’ve ever known

R.I.P. Uncle MURRAY SCHISGAL… one of the funniest men I’ve ever known

 I fell in love with Mark Troy because he was funny. Probably the funniest man I’d ever met. And it wasn’t until I met his uncle MURRAY SCHISGAL, who wrote Tootsie, that I discovered where he inherited his humor. Troy’s dad was one of the kindest people I'd ever known...

My best friend Jill Gascoine

My best friend Jill Gascoine

What do you even begin to say about the best person in the world? I’ve been writing this eulogy in my head since Jill got Alzheimer’s, because that is when she died for most of us. When she was diagnosed, I wish I had had the guts to squeeze her so damn hard that I...

Mark Troy’s Drums and Hope

For all intents and purposes, I am musically inept. Growing up in suburban Baltimore in the seventies, my musical exposure was limited to  Jewish folk music and Broadway Showtunes that my parents played on our turntable. I didn’t mind, I used to do roller skating...

Alfred Molina, Holly Hunter and the power of grief.

Last night I was destroyed by Alfred Molina’s devastatingly brilliant performance as André, a man suffering from Alzheimer’s in Florian Zeller’s The Father. Unlike most plays about Alzheimer’s, dementia and losing one’s mind, The Father is not a linear story told to...

An obit to my soon to be dead dog #2 Miriam Von Freedman Troy

I wasn’t prepared for the pain. As someone who didn’t grow up with animals, I wasn’t prepared for the pain. As my dying baby girl lies on my lap while I write this, I am still not prepared for the pain. When Mark Troy died six and a half years ago, it nearly broke me....

A Swedish Massage in Sweden is called… a Swedish Massage

When I asked at the Stockholm spa why a Swedish massage in Sweden isn’t just called a massage  they patiently explained,  “It’s called a Swedish massage because a Swedish person is giving you a massage”. Serves me right for asking. Despite the semantics, the massage...

Why I love collaborating

I love collaborating. Once upon a time I was a die hard athlete and I purposely chose to play team sports. I thrived on the competition more when I had teammates to share in the intense highs of the victories... and the painful stings of the losses. So, it was only...

Miles Underwater – Day eighteen – It’s a wrap –  July 22

Our San Antonio principal photography is COMPLETED! It has been an extraordinary fifteen days. We still have a little bit of principal photography to do in Los Angeles and some intense upcoming green screen work, but the bulk of the film is IN THE CAN. When we...

Miles Underwater – Day seventeen – Ouroboros – July 21th

Miles Underwater begins and ends in the same place. The writers wrote it. The producers encouraged it. The director actualized it. Miles Underwater takes place in one day. The messages and symbolism in the film will be interpreted for years...but, for now,  it reminds...