

It seemed like it would be easier to be myself – or someone else – there.Īt USC’s School of Cinematic Arts, I learned how to analyze film using a combination of theory, history, and intuition or that mix of emotion and thought that art so often triggers.

When it came to applying to college, I found myself drawn to LA, a place I’d never been before.

Movies were a crucial outlet for my closeted self’s unnamed and most hidden longings, desires, and fantasies of being someone else. I grew up in New York City and when I got my fake ID at 15, I used it to buy cigarettes, drink Midori sours, and see R-rated indie and foreign films by myself. Long before I fell in love with a woman, I fell in love with film.
