Larry david: he would make a couple of jokes. go like: "well, at least i'm not to do..(whatever) anymore." or "at least I get to..or have the...for myself.". larry would never stop on this much. I can't do that. I'm amazed of how fast I went over him. for a moment, couple of months back, I though I'm a David. an Aaron sorkin character: would deferentially be seriously depressed. specially if a writer, or in art business. would be on pain killers. if gone extreme, would do unspeakable things, leave secret messages, do lots of online stalking, or hit on an ugly rebound. too perfect for me, just except in a sorkin scene the end is always green. that's not gonna happen. a Philip roth character: would run away. disappear. move to another place and start over. carry all the scars, all the souvenirs with, bury them deep, and go for himself. there's a good chance of doing drifts. aberration. slowly becoming a horrible person. and he would go back. or wake up in the middle of the night someday after a nightmare and make the phone call. a paul auster character: would do lots and lots of writing. buy a new notebook and hit it on with baseball games alone in a condo. would also take long walks across the city, overly thinking everything, openly observing strangers. but as an auster creation would soon stumble upon an encounter that would change his life, for better or worse, doesn't matter, but keeps him busy enough, change-accepting enough. and that's not gonna happen here. cause nothing happens here. Yusuf Chahine: would run across rooms and slam doors. shouts and fights. looks from behind windows, before film screens, theatre performances with eyes full of passion and eagerness to break free. would thrown a chance somewhere someday, and would run here and there to collect ticket fees. would be on the big ship, a small kid. but he'll be back. and will make great things.