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| We got an urgent call from Albert Mojo's loyal assistant, Miss Popov, from the "Mojo Casting" agency a couple of days ago. It was for the opportunity of a life time:
To work on the set of the next Rocky movie: "Rocky in Space". Me and my roommate Phil Schwartzetti showed up on time at 4:30 am on the set. It was pretty far in the valley, next to an old airplane hangar and a fish market. As you can see, they couldn't get the guy from the old Rocky movies, so they got newcomer Fritz Zitti to be the main character... I must say, once in costume, he looks pretty much like the other guy. And his paycheck was only $5000. |
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| That's a good shot of my roommate Phil, with his costume. He told the director that there was no way in hell he would remove his trademark hat. And the director didn't seem to care.
He's an old guy and I don't think he could hear Phil anyway. Phil told me later that this was a great suit, and that the girls at the ButtBar ( our favorite hang out in Van Nuys) would go nuts for it. At the end of the day, we got Phil naked and squeezed the suit in the trunk of my car... |
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That's me in MY space suit.
The only problem is that they didn't have my size. And the costume lady said that I was "weird and offensive". So she wouldn't work on my suit. Phil thought she was cute and wanted to invite her to the Butt Bar later. Another problem was that I couldn't really walk with it. The suit was very old and stiff. And it was smelly and kind of wet inside... I had trouble with my main scene which required me to run after Fritz. I couldn't even walk. And after a while, I passed out from that weird smell. |
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| Later that night, we couldn't wait to get out of these stiff, smelly space suits. Even Fritz Zitti, whose suit had been washed the month before.
That's when I took this picture of him, relaxing after a couple of drinks. He always wear his sunglasses, even very late at night. But that made it pretty tough for him to work, and read the queue cards in front of him. He told me he never learns his lines "That's for sissies and choir boys". You can't argue with that... |
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Apparently, that's not the first time Fritz insults Choir Boys.
The next morning, a dozen members of the "Choir Boys union Local 58" showed up on the set, requesting written apologies. Fritz said "no way", and went on cracking more jokes about these guys. He told them he couldn't write anyway. That didn't seem to be the right answer. They took him to a local church to beat him up by the front lawn. |
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