Horror movie director Eli Roth has revealed that he once worked as a sex chat room operator, posing as a woman.
The 37-year-old film-maker, whose credits include horror movie Hostel, said the student job helped him finance his early screen efforts.
“They hired guys because guys know what other guys want to hear,” Roth said in an interview with the New York Post.
Roth had an acting role in Quentin Tarantino’s Inglourious Basterds alongside its star Brad Pitt.
He also played cameo roles in his own films, including Hostel and its sequel, as well as his 2002 movie Cabin Fever.
from www.nypost.com –
PW: So it was a good first experience for you?
Eli: Actually, when I was in college I used to work as an online operator for Penthouse, posing as a woman. That’s how I paid for my student films. They hired guys because guys know what other guys want to hear. So I was on an 800-speed modem in my dorm room with three other guys and, dude, I could type like 120 words a minute! So having cybersex with hundreds of people at once is actually a skill I already had. I just hadn’t busted it out since college. It was like, “Hey, I haven’t lost my touch!”
PW: I’m fairly certain every guy who visited Penthouse.com just had an “oh crap” moment!
Eli: The creepy thing was, because this was in 1991, we only got doctors and scientists because they were the ones using the Internet. One guy told a customer he was a stripper and he started FedExing him cash — I never took it to that level, but guys were paying $1 a minute to talk with us. There were ads for me in magazines too!
PW: What was your Penthouse.com name?
Eli: OK, so I’m actually terrified to reveal my name because I had some regular customers — but one of them was Tami. She was a dirty whore who lived in the East Village. Tami was a heavy metal chick who had a gang bang with Guns & Roses and Poison in one night!
PW: That’s very impressive! Did you ever break it to the boys that you were also a boy?
Eli: That’s the funny thing, the last night my friend and I outed ourselves. We wrote, “We are men! we have penises! We’ve been f***ing with you the whole time!” We debated over hitting the send button, it was like launching World War III — but we hit it and the guys were like, “Oh shut up Tami, tell me about your t***.” But we kept insisting, “No, we’re really guys” and the guys kept ignoring it, “Oh Tami, you’re so funny.”