by Jeff Fisher My living room looked like the inside of a UPS truck. Movers were coming Tuesday. I was leaving for a shoot in Chicago on Wednesday — a thriller that had its own set of complications, including the fact that until very recently, it had a different director. This job came in the middle of moving and I had a lot of packing to do. And at the moment, plenty of production hurdles I needed to help solve. Meanwhile, a friend of mine went out to dinner on a Friday nigh