A 007-like pose from OPERATION WHITE SHARK.
of the Atomic Energy Commission in Rome, and he found out that they were shutting down for a week while they changed the fuel rods in the reac- tor core. Don’t ask me how, but he got permission to film in this very dangerous part of the plant. We were issued protective clothing to wear while film- ing, and wore heavy insulated boots to protect us from the possibility of radiation spillage. We were instructed that, if any dust or water from the floor got inside our clothing, it could have serious conse- quences. So, guess who got to run all over the facil- ity in his wet suit with rubber-ducky booties? Right. They raised Cain when the director decided that he could not have his actor running around shooting at the bad guys wearing these heavy yel- low protective boots. The supervisor of the area finally acquiesced, but I was severely admonished to be terribly careful not to tear the suit or the footwear, otherwise I could be sterile for life... or worse. After six hours of filming in and around the reactor, we finally wrapped up the shoot. As we left
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the facility, we all had to pass through a screening chamber that checked for any kind of radiation exposure. Well, when I went through it was like the million dollar slot machine in Vegas. Bells and whistles went off, and every red LED in the place lit up. They immediately found that I had a two- inch long tear in the left foot of my suit-booty. They quickly called in the detox-team and I was forcibly stripped, thrown into a huge shower facil- ity, and manually scrubbed by four guys in yellow suits who looked like Spielberg’s baddies from E.T. They scrubbed me for twenty minutes until I didn’t have any skin left, then checked me with a Geiger counter. I remember they shook their heads omi- nously then placed me in some kind of steam chamber with a green light. I was certain it was a crematorium that would prevent my spreading the deadly radiation to the outside world—ever. At last, I was taken through a series of screening devices and told that I was very “fortunato” that my peepee would, hopefully, still work. They said that, if they
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