Last July, the television series “Ugly Betty” moved from Los Angeles, where it has been filmed for two years, to New York, on account of a recently tripled tax incentive. Given that the series, whose third season premieres tonight, is now being shot in the city where it is supposed to take place, you can't exactly call it a runaway production -- more like a "run-to production," perhaps. Still, it feels like a loss for the home team and an injury to local pride, not to say local pocketbooks.
As an L.A. native -- born near the corner of Vermont and Sunset, blocks from where D.W. Griffith raised the Great Wall of Babylon for “Intolerance”(film) -- I was conscious from an early age of living in the place where moving pictures are made. The house I grew up in was built on the site of the former RKO Ranch, where Frank Capra earlier built Bedford Falls for "It's a Wonderful Life." I toured Universal Studios for childhood birthdays, before it had turned completely into a theme park, drawn not so much by the glitter and glamour of it all as by the ordinary magic of the false fronts. The studio system may have been dead, but the studios were still there, manned behind their fortress walls by armies of artists and artisans whose life's work it was to re-create the entire world, and all its history, in and around Hollywood, Calif.

