Scotty Bowers, author of the b.s.-laden book “Full Service,” is the subject of a “documentary” (cough, cough) by Matt Tyrnauer. Image courtesy of the Vanity Fair, which really ought to know better.
This is Scotty Bowers, who wrote a heaping pile of garbage called “Full Service,” which makes “Hollywood Babylon” look distinguished film scholarship. Back in 2012, I took a deep dive into fact-checking the book, which you can find here in 26 parts:
Fact-Checking “Full Service”: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 15 | Part 16 | Part 17 | Part 18 | Part 19 | Part 20 | Part 21 | Part 22 | Part 23 | Part 24 | Part 25 | Part 26
It was obvious from the first look that “Full Service” was utter b.s. Despite Bowers’ many claims about himself and the sex lives of Hollywood stars, there isn’t a single picture of him with any of them.
Not. One. Damn. Picture. With. Anyone. Famous.
I mention this because a “documentary” (cough, cough) about him will be shown at the Toronto International Film Festival at 10 p.m. Saturday, Sept. 9. Tickets are $32.
The “documentary” (cough, cough) screened in Cannes, but evidently nobody wrote a critique of it afterward. How unfortunate.
”Scotty and the Secret History of Hollywood” promises to be one hour and 38 minutes of your life that you can never get back. You have been warned.
From the Hollywood Reporter, thank you Eve Golden.