This in the NYP:

[The loft] was 2,200 square feet...in a prime Soho location.

It turned out my client, "Raymond," was a major Hollywood producer with credits anyone would recognize.

On our first go around, he settled on the two-bedroom in Tribeca, but then vanished in the middle of negotiations. A month later he resurfaced and wanted to know if the apartment was still available. Naturally it wasn't...It's a year later and I fully expected this current deal to be done...The changes to the lease aren't minor. They include: a clause giving him the right to terminate the lease if certain repairs aren't complete. He's added his girlfriend and family as parties permitted to live in the loft, despite the fact that the lease clearly states the tenant has no right to sublet or assign the lease. Those were the "big" issues.

Who is this renter-from-hell? It should be easy. How many flighty, well-heeled producers with lots of unreasonable demands can there be in Hollywood? Besides all of Hollywood? Cast your votes. Get it? We suck.