Luke Suzumoto.

I forgot to write about the most important part of the film. The man behind it all. The man that gets no credit at all. The Luke Suzumoto (I hope to GOD I'm spelling that right, because if i'm not--and I misspell it a LOT--I'm in the dog house tonight. No sex for me). Luke Suzumoto was with me for the ENTIRE writing of the script. He was my "go-to" guy. Whenever I would have an idea like, "Okay. So the dad thinks that he's Elvis Presley because he was it a a car accident and only has long-term memory, etc.", he would say "that's crap" (He's actually say something more like "uhh...", which i took to mean "that's crap"). I have to thank Lukie for helping me write the entire script, and he deserves a credit as "shit checker".

In addition to his title as "Shit Checker", he's also the Director of Photography on the entire film, although he's often stuck with nothing to do. He's in charge of the entire look of the film, and if it comes out shitty, I know who's ass to kick.

I think Luke deserves more credit than anybody on this film for putting up with so much of my bullshit and everybody's bullshit. He sits around doing nothing when Austin brings "his friend that he boxes with" to "set up lights". If there was ONE major injustice done to anybody on this film, it wouldn't be giving Maggie's role to Sam Hertz and it wouldn't be giving Sam France's lines to Michael. It would be taking Luke for granted.

Well, here's your credit, Luke. On a blog somewhere on the internet. A blog that you might never read, but a living testament to you. You are a great photographer, visionary, actor, and friend. You hold everything together whether you think you do or not. You are the glue of this movie.

Thank you for everything.

--Jonathan Rado.