Dog Bites
Man... Man Pets Car... Star Is Born
There have been
some odd turns in the road for Knight
Rider's David Hasselhoff
By
Bill Davidson
TV Guide, June 25, 1983You
can't avoid being intrigued when a TV
star opens his first conversation with
you by saying, "Do you want to hear
the truth, or do you want to hear the
press agents' bull excrement?"
(using the ruder term for excrement, of
course). That's exactly what David
Hasselhoff did, drawing himself up to his
6-feet-4-inch height and staring down
through startling green eyes under a mop
of curly dark hair.
The star
of Knight Rider then proceeded to give
examples of truth versus press agentry.
"The first thing they wrote,"
he growled, "was that I was
discovered by Joyce Selznick, the movie
talent executive, when she walked into a
restaurant in Marina del Rey where I was
working as a waiter. Actually, someone
set up an appointment for me to see her
in her office at Paramount Studios. I
guess she forgot about me because I
waited for her for nine hours. Then she
arrived, looking very tough with a cigar
in her mouth, and the first thing that
happened was that her dog bit me on the
leg. While I held a handkerchief to the
wound, she said, 'Can you act?' I said
'Yes.' She said, 'Bull excrement. But you
have the look, so I'll take you on as a
client'!"
Another
public-relations myth exploded by
Hasselhoff is a statement in an NBC
biography to the effect that he left the
soap opera The Young and the Restless and
the very next day was signed for Knight
Rider causing him to exclaim, "I
have to believe I have a guardian angel.
"More
bull excrement," said Hasselhoff.
"I had been in The Young and the
Restless for six years and I was going
through the worst period of my life:
tired of playing the part of dashing
Snapper Foster; tired of devoting all my
waking hours to learning 25 pages of
script every day; tired of being turned
down for parts in prime-time series. I
was drinking too much and blowing all the
money I made. But I still was very much
in the afternoon soap."
It was
then - March 1982 - that Soap World, a
show about soap-opera stars, invited
Hasselhoff to grace its booth at a
convention of TV syndicates in Las Vegas.
"I was glad to get away for a
weekend of gambling." Hasselhoff
said, "so I did it. The ladies
swarmed around the booth yelling,'Hello,
Snapper.' A lot of them didn't even know
my real name until I signed the
autographs. They said,'David What?'
"
Hasselhoff
continued: "When the convention was
over, I took a plane back to L.A. A man a
few rows away kept looking at me. Finally
I said to my seatmate, an entertainment
lawyer,'Who is that guy who keeps staring
at me?' The lawyer said, 'Don't you know?
That's Brandon Tartikoff, the
Entertainment president of NBC.' I said
to myself,'Oh, boy.' I straightened my
tie, fixed my hair and got up to go to
talk to Tartikoff. But the minute I stood
up, the seat belt sign went on and the
stewardesses made me sit down in my own
seat. We were flying through a storm, so
the same thing happened three other
times. When the plane landed at Burbank
Airport, I ran after Tartikoff, but he
got into a waiting limousine and took off
before I could reach him.
"I
said to myself, 'Oh, well, I've blown it
again.' But the very next day, I got a
call to come and test for the lead in
NBC's Knight Rider pilot. I didn't find
out until later that Tartikoff had turned
to his seatmate on the plane, a guy who
knew me from the afternoon game show
Fantasy, and had asked, 'Who is that kid
back there? I saw women leave the slot
machines to waylay him at the convention,
and here he is again on the plane.' The
Fantasy guy told him my name, and that's
how I got the call. But I still had to go
through a lot of hell and uncertainty,
plus more Young and the Restless, before
I finally got the part."
So much
for Hollywood legends. Hasselhoff
delights in deflating them. "There's
my costar in Knight Rider, for
example," he says. "lt's a car-
a souped-up computerized Pontiac Trans Am
called Kitt, that can talk, think, fly 50
feet through the air, drive by itself,
intercept police calls, elevate me
through its roof, push huge dump trucks
out of the way, plough through walls, do
10 times as much as the General Lee in
The Dukes of Hazzard. But in one show,
Kitt was faced with the simple task of
towing the car of a young woman who had
stalled along the highway. Kitt broke
down trying to do the tow, and we had to
improvise a line for the car to say to
me. It's not generally known but the
voice of the car is the fine Broadway
actor William Daniels, who stars in the
flesh as Dr. Mark Craig in St Elsewhere.
When the car couldn't make the simple
tow, Bill Daniels had to explain in a
haughty tone of voice, 'Towing is not my
thing'. "
With his
chronic honesty, Hasselhoff says,
"Who could believe that NBC could
make it with a show about a guy who goes
around solving crimes in a car that
talks? It's kind of like 'Police Story
Meets R2-D2': but here we are, holding
our own against Dallas on Friday night.
God knows, we're not beating Dallas, but
we're getting a respectable share of the
audience: sometimes as high as 28 percent
(Knight Rider's average share for the
entire 1982-'83 season was 25.) No other
NBC show ever survived in that spot. In
the TVQ ratings, which measure how much
audiences like all the series on the air,
we ranked No. 2 in December, just behind
M*A*S*H. It's a miracle."
The TV
critics think it's a miracle, too, since
without exception they panned the series
when it made its debut last September.
Even the show's developer, executive
producer Glen A. Larson, occasionally
expresses wonderment. Larson considers
himself an expert in what is wanted by
what he calls "the middle of the
country."
Larson
says, "The middle of the country
wouldn't go for another My Mother, the
Car or another fender-bender like The
Dukes of Hazzard.They've had enough of
that. So we developed this modern Lone
Ranger concept, with a guy rushing about
righting wrongs, but riding in this crazy
car instead of on his horse, Silver. But
who would believe it unless we did it
tongue-in-cheek, like Sean Connery did in
the James Bond pictures or Christopher
Reeve in 'Superman'? If we played it
straight, it would be ridiculous. The
problem was, 'Where are we going to find
the right actor?' Then this kid David
Hasselhoff walked in. He was totally
irreverent. The first time the car talked
to him. he burst out laughing. He kept
adding little shtick of his own, like
calling the car 'Buddy,' and patting it
Iike it was a horse. He's the main reason
the show works. He has that mischievous
look in his eye that tells you, 'Of
course you're not going to believe this,
but lean back and enjoy it anyway'."
Larson
adds: "Not that David's perfect. He
still has those bad soap-opera habits,
like dragging scenes out, and he's
already gotten nto the star syndrome of
demanding a bigger and more expensive
mobile-home dressing room. He may have a
point, though. He's so tall that he kept
bumping his head on the low roofs of the
cheaper models. So we finally got him the
super-deluxe model."
It took a
long time before Larson's and
Hasselhoff's paths crossed. While Larson
was a pop singer with the 1950s Four
Preps group and later a writer-producer
at Universal Studios, Hasselhoff, the son
of a Brink's Inc. vice president, grew up
in such places as Baltimore, Jacksonville
and Atlanta. He began acting seriously at
Lyons Township High School in La Grange,
Ill., eschewing basketball despite his
considerable height. He says, "I
looked like a skinny giant stork in those
days. I told them I couldn't play
basketball, but they made me try out for
the school team anyway. Then they said,
'You're right. You can't play
basketball'."
Admittedly
"spoiled rotten" by his parents
(he was the only son among four
daughters), he was allowed to float from
one play to another in high school and in
outside theater groups. "As a
result," he says, "I ended up
with such terrible grades that the
hot-shot glory boy who played leads on
the stage couldn't get into college. So I
went to California Institute of the Arts
(in Valencia) to study more acting."
Once he
got to Los Angeles, Hasselhoff worked as
a waiter and played what he refreshingly
admits were one-line parts in TV series.
He tells the ultimate neglectful agent
story. He says, "I hadn't heard from
my agent in about six months, so I called
his office and asked, 'Has he died or
something?' It turned out that he had
died. I was so unimportant that no one
bothered to tell me."
That's
when David ended up with Joyce Selznick
as his manager, after Selznick's dog,
Shamus, bit him. He still reveres
Selznick,who died almost two years ago.
She got him his role as Snapper Foster in
The Young and the Restless, and also one
of the two starring roles in the
Universal series, Semi-Tough, which
lasted only four weeks. In 1981, he
tested for three shows, T.J. Hooker,
Today's FBI and Strike Force. He didn't
get any of them. Since only one of the
series survived, he probably was lucky.
Larson
says, "I didn't pay much attention
to David when Tartikoff's people sent him
over to me. I had been testing one kid
after another, and except for his height,
he didn't seem much different in person.
I sent a tape of all the tests to NBC and
they turned everyone down. Then I looked
at the tape myself. David's scene was one
in which the electronic car was being
explained to him. The look on his face
and his tone of voice were perfect: 'You
gotta be kidding me.' It was just what I
wanted. I sent the tape back to NBC,
saying,'What about this last kid on the
tape?' They finally agreed with me, even
though they had another, more serious guy
in the running."
And so, at
age 30, Hasselhoff became Michael Knight,
Righter of Wrongs in a ridiculous,
almost-human car. Why does the show work?
Larson says, "The car brings in the
kids; the adventure stories bring in the
men - who mostly don't want to watch
Dallas; David is so handsome that he has
carried along with him a lot of the women
in the Dallas audience who were his fans
when he was in The Young and the
Restless." It is with such so-called
"demographics" that successful
series are fabricated in today's
television market.
As a
result. Hasselhoff earns an estimated
$15,000 per episode and lives in a unique
Hollywood Hills house filled with
hundreds of wind-up toys, which he
assiduously collects and which distract
his fiancee, the beauteous Catherine
Hickland of the expired soap opera Texas.
On the
show, Hasselhoff does not make things
easy for his producers. The late Bob
Cinader told me, "This kid comes in
and complains it's ridiculous that the
car gets more lines than the fine actor,
Edward Mulhare, who plays Devon, Michael
Knight's sidekick. What can we do? The
kid's right. So he actually got us to
slant a lot of the stories away from the
car - which Larson wanted to do
eventually anyway. The kid also violates
all the rules of special-effects shows.
He gives away our tricks to the
press."
This
undoubtedly is true. Hasselhoff blithely
told me. "We use four identical
black Trans Ams, not one; and when the
stuntmen do those 50-foot jumps, a car
sometimes breaks in half. Each of the
cars has a protective outer shell on it.
When a car gets banged up, they peel off
the outer shell, like the skin of an
onion, and the shell underneath makes
Kitt look like new." Such
irreverence toward state-of-the-art
techniques is unknown or prohibited on
other action shows.
On the
other hand, Hasselhotf can get quite
defensive about Kitt. Knight Rider will
be scheduled at 8 P.M. (ET) on Sundays in
the fall, but from time to time, NBC has
seriously considered running it on
Fridays against CBS's The Dukes Hazzard.
It is fascinating to speculate about what
would happen in a ratings war between the
city car and the country car. Hasselhoff
doesn't try to avoid the question.
Outspoken as always, he says confidently,
"No contest. Kitt is smarter.
Besides, our scripts are better."
But then
again, whose aren't?
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