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The night Cyrus was shot.

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The call came into the mailroom because I didn't have a home phone yet.  "What was that all about?" asked my world-weary, Panamanian mailroom boss.
"Extra on a movie."
"How much?"
"$35 for the night."
"That's nothing!"
"And they take 20% commission."
"Where do you have to go?"
"Riverside Park at 96th Street... at midnight tonight."
"Sounds like a lot of shit to me."


There are hundreds of guys already at the park.  Many, I'm told, are real gang members in some kind of summer program and, presumably, are NOT paying the 20% commission.  There is a lot of grumbling that real gang members do not dress the way we're being dressed here in THE WARRIORS.


I'm given my colors:  a vest and straw hat.  Just the idea strikes terror in people.  And, even though I've been assigned a fake gang, none of my homies want to talk to me.  In fact no one is very friendly. 


The 2nd unit director barked …

The Red Train

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This is an indirect response to my friend Dean's excellent article on riding the Los Angeles subway.  My life seems to parallel Dean's in a few ways - I'm in exile from show business, I live in North Hollywood, I work downtown and I commute on the red line every day.  That's really not as remarkable a coincidence as it sounds - the subway is only useful to those who live in North Hollywood and work downtown.  Or go the other way.  MOST of the time, I'm happy not to be stuck in traffic.  Some of the time, fuck, I'm on the subway.

Here are a couple of things to know about the LA subway:

1)  There are currently two lines - the Red and the Purple.  The Red Line goes from North Hollywood to Union Station (downtown).  The Purple Line goes two stops - to Wilshire & Western.  And... that's it.

2) It runs on the honor system.  NO ONE works there.  No ticket sellers, rare appearances by law enforcement.  Every six months or so they do a ticket sweep.  If you get…