The Cold Case Payouts
What do you do if you are one of the richest, most powerful men Hollywood has ever seen?
Well, if someone does something you don’t like and the entire world is discussing it and you, then you take matters into your own hands.
Almost two decades ago, that is exactly what happened.
The person who did the something the whole world was discussing was found dead. No reason was ever given.
Every single person interviewed said the deceased person had been in perfect health and took no drugs.
Every single person interviewed was shocked that the person died.
This was not a nobody who died.
Our powerful man in Hollywood had him killed.
Six months after the death, the two police detectives who had been handling the case got themselves contracts paying them $500K a year for 5 years working for a shell company owned by the powerful man.
Probably just a coincidence.
Before they left the force, they made sure the case was closed and that they took anything that could possibly lead back to the powerful man.
How David Geffen Got Ahead: Lies, Loot and a Little Luck
David Geffen throws up twice in The Operator . He barfs after reading George Trow’s 1978 New Yorker profile of Ahmet Ertegun, in which the Atlantic Records mogul witheringly described Mr. Geffen’s “eager greed.” And he does it again after a disastrous 1986 test screening of the $30 million dud he produced, Little Shop of Horrors . (He is described getting “sick to his stomach with anxiety” prior to the press conference announcing the formation of Dreamworks SKG, but it’s unclear if that involved actual vomiting.) Clearly, this is a man deeply affected by what other people think of him.
And, according to New York magazine, Mr. Geffen again “became physically ill” when he read the manuscript for The Operator , his demi-authorized biography written by Tom King, who covers the entertainment industry for The Wall Street Journal .
It’s easy to see why. Yes, the book tells the story Mr. Geffen must have envisioned when he agreed to participate: how, like Charles Foster Kane, he rose from nothingness to media moguldom. (Mr. Geffen now advises President Clinton.)
But the bulk of The Operator exposes the other ways Mr. Geffen resembles Kane-how along the way he has betrayed, badgered, lied to and cut off most of his family, friends and colleagues, and now, at age 57, worth $2 billion, he forlornly rattles around the massive Jack Warner mansion (which he bought for $47.5 million and spent eight years renovating), with no companion or heirs.
It’s been widely reported that Mr. Geffen originally cooperated with the book partly because of Mr. King’s classy employer, and partly because Mr. King is openly gay. Mr. Geffen himself, after much hemming and hawing, finally came out in a speech at a 1992 AIDS fund-raiser in his honor.
After about a year, Mr. Geffen stopped speaking to Mr. King, shocked, shocked that there might be some negatives in the book. When the author sent him an advance copy of the manuscript, Mr. Geffen called it “fiction” but didn’t single out any falsehoods.
But David Geffen has trafficked in fictions all his life. The Operator could have easily been called The Liar . The William Morris agent-turned-rock manager-turned-record label executive-turned-movie executive has lived a life of self-denial and manipulation, always trying to control the story and make the buck. (As one record executive once screamed at Mr. Geffen, “You’d jump into a pool of pus to come up with a nickel between your teeth!”)
He’d advise clients to lie to get what they wanted; he’d spread lies about people with whom he was feuding; he’d lie about providing a haven for artists against the big corporations, when all he really wanted to do was sell out to them as fast as possible. He even lied to himself about his sexuality, coming perilously close to marrying Cher and then Marlo Thomas. – Read more