So You're No Barrymore

You still can have a life in the theatre

I realized in seventh grade that I wasn't cut out for serious theater. At the tensest, darkest moment of the class melodrama, as I swirled my black cape, curled my fake mustache, and said: "They do not call me Murdock the Villain for nothing!" the audience would laugh uproariously. So I switched to comedy. Although people never laughed quite as hard again, I've had a wonderful time as a shameless ham.

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