Manolo says, daily readings from Don’t Hassel the Hoff. Today, pages 198-199.
Rod Steiger was a solitary figure; he would take his lines and go off on his own. Eventually, the director would get fed up with waiting for him to reappear. He’d say, ‘There’s only one person who can control him and it’s you.’
So I would find Steiger and say, ‘Are you ready, Mr Steiger?’
He would scream, ‘Who the f— are you to f—— come in here and f—— tell me what to f—— do!’
I’d say, ‘Are you finished, Mr Steiger? I’m going to give you my line and then we want one line from you.’
He didn’t give a hoot about the director, but he was fond of me and always complied. He was on a short fuse and found it hard to take the noise in Manila. ‘I can’t concentrate, it’s so f—— loud. Hasselhoff, you’re an f—— hero – stop the traffic!’ But although representations were made to the city authorities, the traffic would not stop, even for Rod Steiger. Nevertheless, he stole every scene he was in.
The last time I saw him I was on a pedestrian crossing in Malibu. He alsmost knocked me down in his car. I shouted at him to be more careful and he shouted back and drove off. He hadn’t even recognized me.
The Word of the Hoff!