henrymakow.com — Aug 5, 2018
“Trading sex for career advancement is business as usual in Tinseltown. Always has been and always will be.”
Ex-movie producer describes the time he was in Harvey Weinstein’s shoes. We are not condoning Weinstein’s behavior, or that of men like him. We are just pointing out that “sexual harassment” is often a two-way street with women blackmailing and extorting men.
By Mike Stone — (henrymakow.com)
“Mike, I need a new stereo.”
“Why don’t you go buy one on your day off,” I replied.
My co-worker rested her chin in her hand and gazed at me from her desk. She was cute, 24-years-old.
“I want a boom box,” she said. “It costs seventy-five dollars.”
“Perfect,” I said, my eyes on my computer monitor.
“I want you to pay for it.”
I stopped what I was doing and turned to look at her.
“I’ll trade you sexual favors,” she giggled.
Are the women crying, “Me Too” the innocent young waifs they pretend to be, or is there more to the story?
Once upon a time, I produced a film that aired over 700 times on HBO, Cinemax, and Showtime. As part of the casting process, I was sent hundreds of headshots and acting resumes.
Many of those pictures featured scantily-clad young women, aged 18 to 29. The implication was obvious: In exchange for a part, I could enjoy the company of these young ladies. Being a young, single male, the offer was tempting.
Years later, I still remember one picture, in particular, a stunningly beautiful Asian girl in her early 20s from Gardena, Calfornia, dressed and posing provocatively. She had no real acting experience, but somewhere along the line, she had been taught that this was the way to get a part in Hollywood. I wonder where she learned that?
When the movie began preproduction, I experienced a phenomenon that I was completely unprepared for: young women (and some not-so-young women) suddenly made themselves available to me. Everywhere I turned there was a female production assistant or a crew member smiling at me.
At first, I turned to look over my shoulder, thinking they must be smiling at someone else. But no, it was me. After the smiling came flirtatious openings. These were women who two weeks ago would not have given me the time of day. Now they were all sending clear signals that they were interested. I could have slept with any of them.
My respect for women fell off a cliff. And it wasn’t just females doing this. We interviewed a famous, pretty-boy television star to play the film’s male lead. At the interview, he made a point to sit next to me on a couch, and as we talked, he reached over twice. The first time he squeezed my arm; the second time my leg.
This wasn’t a natural reaction on his part, like the way some people talk with their hands, or how an animated person will reach over and touch your arm while they’re talking. It was a pre-planned, deliberate move on his part; a form of male flirtation. (If you’ve ever met an A-list movie or television actor and wondered why they seemed so effeminate, it’s because they are all experts in male flirtation.)
At the time, I didn’t think this particular actor was homo (a female acquaintance told me that her 17-year-old girlfriend met this same actor at a mall and immediately went home with him to have sex), but he must have thought I was, and this was his way of communicating to me that he might be for sale if I played my cards right. He didn’t get the part.
Melissa Joan Hart once gave a revealing interview in the August 1, 1999 edition of Movieline magazine. She said that after she read the original script for the movie version of The Mod Squad, her immediate reaction was, “Who do I have to blow to get this?” I laughed out loud when I read that, because I knew that she was only half-joking. She knew it too. And so did every other actor who has ever tried to land a part in movies, television, or the theater.
What’s more, Melissa wasn’t a neophyte out to land her first part. She was an established actress with name value from her years of starring as the lead in the television series Sabrina: the Teenage Witch. If she was forced to trade sexual favors to land a plum role in a studio film, you can imagine what it’s like for newcomers and outsiders. (In the same year that her Movieline interview came out, Melissa posed topless, save for a thin sheet, on the cover of Maxim magazine. Was that her way of tipping the industry that she might be willing to give a little in order to get a little?)
So many actors and actresses who move to Los Angeles or New York to pursue their dreams give up in disgust. It’s not about talent – I’ve been in acting classes with unknown actors who had more talent in their little finger than most movie stars have in their entire bodies – it’s about their willingness (or unwillingness) to prostitute themselves. Trading sex for career advancement is business as usual in Tinseltown. Always has been and always will be.