A hated head of studio in the old days of Hollywood, Harry Cohn seemed to be despised. People in a business full of jerks, hated him. Which should indicate what a fuckface he was. He wasn't only powerful though, he was also crass. And if you put those things together, when you cross paths, you'd be mincemeat.
Can you imagine what it must've been like when a young Marilyn Monroe came into his office? Crazy thought. I'm sure he did some unspeakable things. There's a Tex Avery cartoon where it shows a big bad wolf hovering over a tiny red riding hood. Yes, this type of salacious garbage that warns all young women to clear themselves of Hollyweird.
The story goes, he'd invited her on a yacht ride only to bend her over and try to fuck her. When she declined, he banned her from any movie on his lot (it didn't stop her from becoming a megastar at 20th Century Fox). Not to say Marilyn was all that innocent either. She'd had sex to get ahead (pun intended). The stories come out now that are more filthy than any Penthouse forum letter. That's survival skill!
Well, my point being, had Harry been more business-like in his take on Marilyn, he could've been the guy to have "found the new girl." He could've been known as the starmaker, where all actresses would be at his beck and call. Instead he's known as the guy Marilyn wouldn't fuck.
There's probably a lesson there.
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