On the heels of my last Napoleon Complex post, it occurred to me that most of my readers have never met me in real life. So, a brief word of explanation: at 5’6″, I’m not terribly tall.

Which, frankly, puts me right at home here in the world of film. Earlier this week, for example, I inherited a stack of great shirts, pants and sweaters from the recently wrapped I Love Your Work’s costume wardrobe, as apparently Giovanni Ribisi and I are exactly the same size.

It took me back to a meeting Cyan had over the summer while casting Coming Down the Mountain. Caitlin Rinderer, our casting director, was singing the praises of a young actor she though would be perfect for the lead. He needed to look like a basketball player, we reminded her; was the guy tall? Well, actor tall, she replied. Actor tall? You know, she deadpanned, 5’9″, 5’10”.