There’s nothing more depressing than meeting an actress at a bar who claims to have been in a few things, but is just trying to, you know like, get her foot in the door and do some networking. Talking to these people is like listening to Charles Barkley analyze a play that he only has the first half of the video for so he tries to explain what happens in his own primitive version of the English language; it’s funny, pathetic, makes less and less sense as the conversation progresses, …