Yes, he was the most important person in my life, but I had had enough of him. You couldn't fake your way through a rehearsal with Jiman. He was the most exacting and challenging director I had ever had. He was the first person who showed me that acting required the engagement of the whole self - physical, spiritual, intellectual and emotional. He was my mentor, but I was getting a bit tired of him. After all, he was not the most balanced of men, and his psychological insight and charisma gave him the makings of a cult leader, a role he would have latched on to with gusto, particularly when it came to the attention the women in the cast gave him. In fact, if we had been rehearsing in rural Guyana and not suburban Missouri, I have no doubt he would have been sleeping with all of us - at least with the ladies - and sooner or later we'd be drinking the Kool-Aid and worshipping little carved wooden mini-Jimans in our spare time. And so, while he had brought...
Godot has finally arrived - but he's a multi-level marketing salesman and you can't get him to shut up.