Greg Fitzpatrick

Greg’s one of those guys who just refuses to sit still, you know? Born and bred in NYC, he’s got that classic city edge—sharp, restless, always chasing something bigger. He didn’t just coast through college either; he dove deep into English Lit and philosophy, probably the only guy in his classes who could debate Nietzsche and then take a fall off a rooftop (safely, of course). Once he snagged his degree, he headed straight to Los Angeles, hungry for more—ended up studying Sanford Meisner’s Method, which, if you know anything about acting, is kinda like learning to play jazz with your emotions. But acting’s only half the story. Greg’s the real deal in the stunt world, too. Like, he’s not just “that guy behind the scenes”—he’s got two Taurus World Stunt Awards sitting at home, probably collecting dust next to his dog-eared copy of Hamlet. Those awards aren’t handed out like candy either. You have to earn them, sweat for them, maybe even bleed a little. Greg’s put his mark on some seriously wild film sets, taking hits and throwing himself into the chaos with this weird mix of recklessness and precision. He’s not slowing down, either. Film, television, whatever—if there’s a scene that needs a punch of adrenaline or a quietly intense performance, Greg’s in. He’s the kind of guy you notice, even if he’s getting tossed through a window or delivering a line that cuts a little too close to home. That’s just how he rolls.