When I was younger, I was fascinated by the private eye profession. In television shows about private detectives, they always seemed to have a colorful life. They would charge fees running up to several hundred dollars an hour – which seemed like a fortune to me as a youngster. TV private detectives also always seemed to keep meeting sexy women, and they always seemed to need to use their firearm on creeps who really deserved getting shot. But as I got older, I learned the hard truths about private detectives. For one thing, I remember when MAD Magazine revealed to me that private detectives in real life mainly worked on getting provocative pictures for their clients who were involved in messy divorces – not a very glamorous thing to be doing. When I recently spotted the private detective movie Hollywood Harry at my local used video store, my first thought was if it would show me a sanitized look at the private detective life or something closer to the real thing. It also interested me in that Robert Forster was the director as well as the star.
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#1 by Brian Kovach on March 5th, 2010
From the review: “He hasn’t had a decent case in months, scraping by a living by trading sex for cash”
Am I reading that right? Robert Forster, male prostitute?
#2 by Greywizard on March 6th, 2010
Yes, you read that right. He gets five dollars from the customer he’s seen with at the beginning of the movie. Forster also shows off some nudity in this scene, so maybe the conclusion from all this is that Forster the director thinks that Forster the actor is some hot Hollywood stud.
#3 by Brian on March 6th, 2010
$5!
I don’t suppose I should laugh, that’s more than I’ve ever gotten….
#4 by lyzard on March 6th, 2010
Robert Forster pretty much went the distance in the respect of nudity in his screen debut: in Reflections In a Golden Eye he’s the object of Marlon Brando’s lust, mostly while horseriding naked.
So it might just be a case of him being comfortable with that kind of scene.