Adam West

We have the pleasure of providing Adam West - the real Bat Man for corporate and special events. Adam West is also available for personal appearances and motivational appearances at your next event too!

From the Bat Bio:

The Audition

"Lock the gates! Call security! Don't let this guy off the lot!" I was in the office suite of Bill Orr and Hugh Benson, VPs at Warner Brothers and the heads of television. Benson was yelling into the phone, his blond mustache twitching and his blue eyes examining me.

I had just finished reading a scene I'd already done several times that day for producers under Orr's command, lower-echelon types who occupied correspondingly lower floors in the tan stucco producer's building at the studio in Burbank. The character I'd just read was a sniveling cavalry deserter and would-be rapist. I must have been pretty convincing, because Benson became very excited.

"Get Eddie Foy in here! Get a contract ready! This kid doesn't leave the lot! He's ours!"

Hugh Benson was yelling like he'd just discovered sex. Was he nuts? Was I that good?

I began to entertain thoughts of thespian genius. Then a flash of reality kicked in. If Benson got this agitated over a cowboy type who could ride a horse and maybe speak his lines with some honesty and emotion, what did he do when a Brando or Olivier walked in the door.? Who was he kidding?

Casting director Eddie Foy, Jr., a scion of the famed vaudeville family, sprinted into the room. He stood between Benson and me, and while they huddled, my agent took me aside.

"They want to sign you," he said. "You're the luckiest guy in he world."

What was it?

I didn't need a second invitation. She went in ahead of me. Her dress fell to the floor. She slipped into bed and I followed. This enchanting delicate nymph was mine. My busy hands roamed from her arm to her back to her waist-and then to a shocking reality: I had passionately caressed a cold, hard plastic cup. I leapt out of bed swearing.

"What's wrong?" she cooed.

"Who the hell are you?" I was shaking.

"I thought you knew, you rogue." She seemed hurt and surprised. She told me who she was. Or he did. Or both.

Everyone wanted to be on the show

When it was clear that our show was "in" and a surefire career-reviver, everyone wanted to be on. Between guest villains and the many cameos, we ended up with two hundred and fifty celebrities in all, which was quite an accomplishment. Still, I'm sorry about some of the ones that got away.

There was Jose Ferrer, of course, but also Robert Kennedy, who was then still the Attorney General and wanted to appear in a cameo as Attorney General. But we could never put that one together. Instead, he hung in his Washington, DC., office a picture of me I'd inscribed, "From one crimefigther to another." Though I never got to meet him, we spoke by phone, and I discovered that he had a great sense of humor, which I don't think many people realized

Utility Belt Blues

The utility belt wasn't a problem unless I bent over suddenly, in which case I got a buckle in the gut or a Batarang in the side. And, sorry to disillusion any of you, but unless I had to take something from one of the compartments in a shot, the belt was empty. The strange thing was, I felt a little naked and incomplete then, as when I used to play cowboys as a kid: if the holster was empty, the illusion just wasn't complete.

He who wears tights gets the girl

Discomfort aside, one of the most memorable days of my career was when I put on the complete suit for the first time and walked onto the set. I admit feeling a little self-conscious when I took my first steps from the wardrobe department to the nearby sound stage. But I've also got to admit that I probably didn't feel quite as weird as some of the vegetable people and aliens I saw comingand going from the Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea or lost in Space sets.

About fan mail

I've received many letters [like that] over the years, people telling me about the good influence Batman had on their lives, giving them a role model or simply a laugh when they needed one. Paul Newman and Clint Eastwood may have gotten meatier parts (and paychecks) over the years, but you can't put a value on fan mail like that.

Would I do it again?

The answer to the question, after a lot of thought and soul searching, is I'd do it again in a minute. I've got a good life, the love of countless fans, and the rare satisfaction of having been an important part of TV history. I don't think anyone can complain about that , nor has the right to ask for more.

Who is the greatest crimefighter of all?

..it would be a challenge and a pleasure to drop back into the Batcave, brush away the huge cobwebs, and dust off the Batmobile. As fifty years of disappointed super-villains have painfully discovered, the classic Batman continues to dominate in a way no other hero has. However...who can predict whether an ultra-heinous villain may be waiting in the shadows to require our crimefighter's deadly attention..

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