Tom Lives.
Paramount is in shambles. Brad Grey, a guy I used to like, was going to change the studio around when he signed on a year and a half ago. I was taking care of my end but the studio was in chaos. And Brad Grey never had the guts to take command. He let old man Sumner Redstone undermine him and regulate him to lacky-status. You can't let that happen. I remember when Val Kilmer walked onto the Top Gun set thinking that it was his film. I walked across the set and, let's just say, I put Fredo in his place. Brad Grey never could do that. I pity the man, really. He let Redstone, a guy that hasn't taken a crap in 4 years, run all over him. Redstone should have retired to Rancho del Cielo a long time ago. I guess he'll hire fellow senior citizen Harrison Ford to star in his action movies now. He never liked the young, boyish me. I was reckless for venturing into the dangerzone, and enlisting in the Marines and heading off to Vietnam. I wasn't your typical star. I'm still the biggest star in the world. Love life, fans.