Full Service: My Adventures in Hollywood and the Secret Sex Lives of the Stars

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If you’re the type of person who listens to Gilbert Gottfried’s podcast, you’re going to feel right at home in Scotty’s abode. I'll get to the details of his sexual exploits later, but this former Marine also details his time serving in the Armed Forces in the Pacific.

Combine that with the fact that he was an accommodating, likable, preternaturally easy-going guy who never drank. A good deal of this was done for closeted homosexuals at a time when the gay element in Hollywood lived with the threat and the thrill of exposure, while working in a medium that encouraged all of us to fall in love with male and female role models. This is salacious, graphic material, but I read reviews beforehand and was aware of and prepared for its type of content. Chicago Tribune "Connoisseurs of lurid tell-alls and the golden age of Hollywood will almost certainly be entranced by Full Service. This was to be the inaugural book in the Tinseltrash Book Club, a sleazy cabal of ne’er do wells dedicated to the pursuit of arcane knowledge, namely who in old Hollywood was schtupping who, and how.But finally got a good copy, and it is one I am going to hang on to and re-read again and again I am sure. While thus employed he accepted an old queen's offer of twenty bucks for a bit of noggin and the die was cast.

Brooks Barnes, New York Times "A jaw-dropping firsthand account of closeted life in Hollywood during the '40s and '50s. The title is a not-so-subtle reference to the job that was Bowers' entree into his career as a sexual "fixer," pumping gas at the Richfield station at 5777 Hollywood Blvd. Bowers makes many claims about the sex lives of many people, most of whom were associated with the Hollywood movie industry during that period.

and for whom the well-endowed Bowers performed his 'swizzle-stick trick' when he bartended private sex parties (at which, both he and no doubt his legal team are intent upon reminding you every fourth paragraph, he never ever EVER received any compensation. Scotty Bowers is the most honest person I've known, with the best memory for names and places I've ever seen. Most people will probably read this book for the Hollywood gossip about who was really Bi or Gay in Hollywood. The only physical contact I want with another man doesn't extend past firm handshake, and Bowers goes way past that in his account. Maybe a self-protection mechanism kicked in, but he found his own way to deal with things and didn't let it get him down.

To calculate the overall star rating and percentage breakdown by star, we don’t use a simple average. As much sex as you assumed the famous, influential and powerful in Hollywood were having, quadruple that number. What I got instead is an all too graphic account of the sexual shenanigans of the author and people he has claimed to have whored or pimped for over the course of six or seven decades. On the one hand it's a scandalous summer beach read, packing with filthy juice Hollywood gossip that you may or may not believe. Scotty had so noisy a fling with her (it's pp 158-61) that he was certain they must have woken George Cukor in a nearby room.There are people taking issue with this book (mainly) because Bowers knew and had sex with many, many famous people. In that future age it will be easier to see that movie stars and celebrities were and are in the business of mystifying fact and generating stories about themselves. A frequent consumer of Bowers' (free) services for female prostitutes, Bowers feels compelled, whenever her name is mentioned, to repeat that no one in Hollywood liked working with her, and that she had a bad skin problem. During the time the studios held their stars to a strict moral code and had family friendly images built around their personal lives.