"My son always says I look like a supervillain," James Ohlen says, laughing as he puffs his daily cigar on his porch in Austin, Texas, smoke twirling around his face.
"It's one of the many bad habits that I picked up when I was doing the job. I always told everybody I should never be the head of a studio because it'll kill me. And it nearly killed me. It was six years of nearly killing me."
