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Dennis Hopper: 1936-2010


Dennis Hopper: actor, artist, filmmaker, Hollywood survivor.

Today, May 29th, marks five years since Dennis Hopper shucked his mortal coil. Hopper had been on my short list of "dream interviews" during my tenure at Venice Magazine. When I was lucky enough to finally sit down with him in November of 2008, I was thrilled, and didn't know quite what to expect.

What I found while smoking cigars with Hopper in his Venice home-studio, was a thoughtful man with a gentle demeanor, who spoke in measured tones and loved telling stories. Gone was the wild-eyed, cannabis-toking "enfant terrible" that Hopper had made his name playing, and sometimes living. What I saw instead was a man who seemed to be at peace with himself and his life, who loved his children, art, film and new ideas. Sometimes when you have seen life at its ugliest, as Hopper surely had, you're able to come out the other side and drink in its beauty. I hope this was true.

Rest in peace, and thanks for it all.



DENNIS HOPPER IS RIDING EASY
By
Alex Simon


The Hollywood landscape is littered with tragedies, broken promise and self-destruction. Many promising artists stumble once and never recover from that initial fall. In the history of American film, there has never been a phoenix-like story of survival and rebirth quite like that of Dennis Hopper, who has gone from Warner Bros. contract player in his late teens, to Hollywood outcast, to renowned artist, photographer and art collector, to the man who brought independent cinema into the mainstream with Easy Rider, to being outcast again and nearly destroyed during a period of heavy drug and alcohol abuse. There are single incidents of self-destruction in Dennis Hopper’s life that most human beings could never walk away from in one piece, and by his own admission, Hopper repeated these incidents dozens of times over decades, until getting sober for good in 1985.

Hopper has also had a Zelig-like ability to have been surrounded by some of the film, art and political world’s most significant players: James Dean, Andy Warhol, Roy Lichtenstein, Martin Luther King, Marlon Brando, John Wayne, Miles Davis, and dozens of other legendary names that could fill every page of this blog and turn it into a history book. Few Hollywood players have led as rich, and varied a life as that of Dennis Lee Hopper, who was born May 17, 1936 in Dodge City, Kansas. Hopper has appeared in 200 films and television productions since 1955, with 2008 showcasing “Dennis the Menace,” as he was nicknamed in his enfant terrible days, in no less than eight feature films, the best being Isabel Coixet’s superb Elegy, with Hopper in a masterful turn as Sir Ben Kingsley’s best friend and confidant, and the lead in the Starz network’s first original series, Crash, based on Paul Haggis’ Oscar-winning film, telling a tableaux of tales about the disparate denizens of Los Angeles. Hopper scores big again with his manic portrait of a legendary record producer who seems to be constantly teetering on the precipice of madness or epiphany.

A long-time Venice resident, Dennis Hopper has been named one of the top 100 collectors of modern art in the world, and was recently honored by the Cinematheque Francais in Paris with a retrospective of his work. Mr. Hopper sat down with Venice Senior Editor Alex Simon recently over a cigar, and discussed his life as Hollywood’s greatest survivor. Read on…

You’ve had a busy year. Let’s start by talking about Crash.

Dennis Hopper: I had just gotten back from the Cannes Film Festival, and my agent called and asked if I’d like to do a TV series. They said it was an incredible part and based on the film Crash, which won all the Academy Awards. The kicker was I had two days to decide! (laughs) But I’m glad I did it. It’s been a lot of fun and we’re working very hard: sometimes working sixteen hour days, but nobody’s complaining because the scripts are so good. We have no restrictions in terms of what we can say or do, and in many ways we have more freedom than we would on film, because we had a commitment for thirteen episodes. Then two days after I shot the first episode, I was in France where the cinematheque in Paris had spent three and a half years working on a retrospective of my work and some of my art collection and took the fifth floor of the Frank Gehry building, where the cinematheque is located and built this virtual reality installation with twenty different screens that showed all the films I’d made, commercials I’d done, experimental films I’d made with Andy Warhol and Bruce Conner. It covered my entire career up till now, and it was really amazing.

Every time I’ve been in Paris, Easy Rider seems to be playing somewhere.

Yeah, it played in one theater on the Left Bank for twenty years. It was a very narrow, long little theater. I kept seeing this woman who grew older and older over the years at all these film festivals. She’d walk up to me and say “It’s still playing!” (laughs) I felt like a jazz musician in France, when jazz went sour in the States, the Europeans all sort of took over the jazz movement. I guess if you’re a big enough failure, they really take you to heart! (laughs)


Hopper as Billy in Easy Rider.

You really do have the greatest Hollywood survival story, ever.

Yeah, and this is not a place where you want to try and survive. (laughs)

Well, one could argue that Hollywood is a living metaphor for social Darwinism at its most twisted.

True, very true.

Watching your character in the first episode of Crash, I thought to myself ‘So Frank Booth survived the gunshot to the head in Blue Velvet and became a record producer.’

(laughs) Yeah, right!

Who else would call someone an “eyeless fuck” but Frank Booth?

(laughs) Yeah, yeah. My first conversation with my penis in the limo with the young woman driver, it’s pretty hairy. When I hire the new driver, who’s black, and say “Gorillas in the mist, that’s what the LAPD call you,” he has no stop switch, my character. He says everything and insults everybody. He just goes for it.

Which at one time could have described you.

Yeah, probably. I guess so. It was so long ago now, I can’t remember. (laughs) Phil Spector and I had an office together for ten years, and people have asked me if I’m doing Phil Spector in this and I said ‘No. I’m doing me!’ (laughs) The office was right up on Sunset before you go into Beverly Hills. David Geffen was in there for a while, too.

I know you’ve done TV work before, going back to its infancy in the 1950s. How is working in TV a different process from doing a film, or is it?
Well, you have more time to develop a character, first of all. Instead of an hour and a half, you have thirteen hours, in this instance. Doing regular television you have lots of restrictions, but doing cable you have no restrictions and can push the envelope a lot farther. That said, you have more time to do a feature than you do a television series itself, because we’re constantly under the gun, working twice a week with sixteen hour days. I have so much dialogue, though. I have all these speeches to memorize which really, if you look at them, mean nothing at all! (laughs) They’re just these stream-of-consciousness rants. I’m like a little kid sitting in the corner memorizing this stuff all day and all night. We’re shooting it all in Albuquerque because (Governor) Bill Richardson is giving us such a good deal to film there. There’s probably more movies being shot in New Mexico than anywhere else in the States. It’s a drag because I have to leave my family, but the work is good.

Hopper and Sir Ben Kingsley in Isabel Coixet's Elegy.

You also have a terrific part in one of the year’s best films, Isabel Coixet’s Elegy.

That’s a brilliant film. I hope they get some awards so they’ll mass distribute it. Penelope Cruz gives one of the best female performances I’ve ever seen. I’m very proud to have been part of that.

How was working with Sir Ben Kingsley?

Sir Ben is great, man. All my scenes were with him, really. He’s so comfortable to be with. He’s such a good actor, you could just play moment-to-moment reality with him all day long. It’s a pleasure to work with an actor who’s that good. I had a ball with him, and he’s very funny. He just gives and never pushes and is really there for you, has a great rhythm.

Let’s start at the beginning: you were born in Kansas.

Dodge City, Kansas, 1936, which makes me seventy-two years-old. A guy who never thought he’d live to be thirty, who had a real shock when he made it to thirty-one.

Is there a secret to being a survivor? Does it come down to genetics, to luck, to having a specific outlook?

I think it’s probably a combination of all three. I had such a bad drinking problem, and it took a lot to get me sober.

And you knew from a young age that you liked mind-altering experiences. I remember hearing you tell a story about snorting gasoline from your grandfather’s truck…

Yeah, and I looked up at the clouds and saw clowns, until I ODed on the fumes and smashed up his truck with a baseball bat, thinking it was a monster, smashing out the lights. (laughs) I was about seven. (laughs) Not good, but that was the end of my gas-sniffing.

What did your parents do?

My father served in the OSS during World War II and came back and went to work for the railway mail. So we moved from Dodge City when I was nine, and moved to Kansas City, where I lived until I was thirteen, then we moved to San Diego. My father ended up managing the San Diego post office, and my mother, who had managed one of the largest outdoor swimming pools in the country—she was the backstroke champion of Kansas, and was on her way to the Olympics when she became pregnant with me—and then she managed a swimming pool in a suburb of San Diego called El Cajon. I started acting at The Old Globe Theater in San Diego when I was thirteen.

When did you know you were an actor?

I wanted to be an actor from the time I saw my first films, which I think were singing cowboy pictures like Roy Rogers.

What else do you remember about that time?

It was the dustbowl, so I had to wear a gas mask to school five days a week, and my grandmother would open the door and five inches of dust would blow inside. There were bread lines and soup lines, and it was really bad. The whole middle of the country had blown away. My grandmother used to fill her apron full of eggs and we’d go into town. She’d sell the eggs and we’d go to the movies, while my grandfather would be out working on his wheat farm. I got my first Sheep Dog from the Clutters, the family that was murdered years later that Capote wrote about in “In Cold Blood.” When I was eighteen years-old I came to Los Angeles, went under contract to Warner Bros. and did Rebel Without a Cause, my second movie.

Hopper, second from left, in Rebel Without a Cause.

I know both Nicholas Ray and James Dean were profound influences on you.

Yeah, Dean made a real impression on me. I thought I was the best young actor around, and then I saw him. I’d never seen anybody improvise before. I’d always been doing Shakespeare and other plays where everything was a preconceived idea, preconceived gestures, how I said a line…and here he was differently every scene, adding things to the script. It was really confusing to me, initially. I grabbed him one night, and said ‘What are you doing?’ And we talked for a while, and I asked ‘Should I go back and study with (Lee) Strasberg?’ He said “No, no, no. Just start doing things, but don’t show them. Don’t indicate, or presuppose what you’re going to do. Live in moment-to-moment reality. Instead of playing drinking your coffee, just drink your coffee. Just smoke your cigar, don’t play smoking the cigar. You’ll find the simplest things become very difficult the first time you get onstage or in front of the camera, but eventually you’ll get through all that. Just live in the moment.” So that was the beginning of it. We did Giant together next, and he used to watch me on that picture and critique me afterward. When his character got older, he started asking me to watch him in those scenes and to tell him if I thought he seemed old. That was basically our relationship. We weren’t great buddies who went out drinking or anything like that. He was five years older than me. That was quite an age difference at that point. Also, we thought of him as a kid because he’d done Rebel, but in point of fact, he was older than Elizabeth Taylor, who was considered an “adult.”

Didn’t he also encourage you to pursue photography?

No, but he saw me taking pictures and said “If you’re going to take pictures, don’t crop them.” I said ‘Why not?’ He said “Because you’re probably going to want to direct films someday, and you can’t crop film, so learn how to frame full-frame, full negative.” So from that day on, I didn’t crop my photographs.

Had Dean lived, would he have survived the ‘60s?

Oh yeah, I mean he was…first of all, Paul Newman, who was a good friend of mine and a great man, had made a film called The Silver Chalice which Paul took out an ad apologizing for, because it was so terrible, the two parts that made Paul a star: Somebody Up There Likes Me and Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, had both been cast with James Dean before he died.

Do you know the book Suspects by the film critic and historian David Thomson?

No.

He takes famous movie characters and tells you what happened to them after the credits rolled. He did a similar piece on what happened after James Dean “survived” his car crash, with one of the punch lines being that Paul Newman kept losing parts to him and eventually moved back to Cleveland, where he became a successful car dealer.

(laughs) That’s so cool! Wow…

What are some of your memories of Mr. Newman?

Well, I’d been friends with Paul since I was eighteen years old. When they lived out here in California, he and Joanne (Woodward), I’d be at their house a couple times a week, then when they moved back East, we lost touch for a little while, but there was a five year period where I was with them every week. He was a terrific guy, very generous with all his charity work, and just had a huge heart, from day one. He was one of the most unselfish people I’ve ever known.

Hopper, bottom left, with Paul Newman, George Kennedy, Harry Dean Stanton, and many other actors who would go onto fame in the egg-eating sequence of Cool Hand Luke.

The two of you were in Cool Hand Luke which, like Rebel, had a who’s-who of young talent that went onto bigger things.

Stuart Rosenberg directed that, his first feature, and he’d had us all in various television shows he’d directed for years. I’d starred in about five different shows he’d directed. I don’t think I had one line of dialogue in that whole picture. I had some interesting physical business I did. Babalugats was the character’s name. I just sort of mumbled a lot. (laughs)

What was the atmosphere like on the set? I’ve heard that you all became pretty tight.

We did. We shot it all up in Stockton, California. We wore our chains and prison clothes all night. We’d go to sleep in this motel with our chains on, go into the restaurant and this little nightclub there, and we’d all be in our chains. (laughs) If a lady wanted to dance with a “prisoner” she could. (laughs) It was a fun shoot. Rosenberg was always fun to work with.

Director Nicholas Ray confers with James Dean on the set of Rebel Without a Cause.

And back to Rebel. What about Nicholas Ray?

Well Nick and I had a long, long relationship. He came and lived with me for a while. He showed up at the Cannes Film Festival when I was showing Easy Rider and asked to borrow $500, which I didn’t have at the time. He said “C’mon, you can get $500.” I said “I’ve been sleeping on the floor of a borrowed pool house for the last year editing this movie, being paid $140 dollars a month. I don’t have any money.” He said “Well go to (Bert) Schneider and ask for the money.” So I went to Schneider and borrowed the money and gave it to Nick, who came back an hour later and said “I need another 500.” I said ‘What you talking about?’ He said “I lost it in the casino across the street.” So he ended up living at my house in Taos, New Mexico for about six months, until I got him a job teaching. He ran up a phone bill that was unbelievable, looking for Howard Hughes to convince him to back his next movie. But during Rebel, Nick was very open to what were then, in the ‘50s, very new techniques of acting.

You became one of the first collectors of pop art. When did you first discover Warhol, Lichtenstein, Ruscha and the pop art movement?

I met a lot of the key figures at a place called Stone Brothers Printers, which was a place where they made mailers and did a magazine called Semina, which Wallace Berman put out. There was an old Chinese man named Mr. Chang who would dress in a Confederate General’s uniform and perform Shakespeare, very badly, in a heavy Chinese accent out on Hollywood Boulevard, and would put his hat out. James Dean was a big fan of this guy, and would throw quarters at him. (laughs) He was having a poetry reading at Stone Brothers, so we went there, and that night I met Walter Hopps and later he and Ed Kienholz started The Ferus Gallery on La Cienega, which is where Andy Warhol had his first show, and he then went to the Pasadena Museum where he gave Marcel Duchamp his first retrospective in 1963. So, in 1962 everybody was talking about “the return to reality.” I was a third generation abstract expressionist, which we all were, really. We were looking at a lot of the Bay Area painters, but really felt that they were just rehashing a lot of the old stuff, it wasn’t a return to reality. It was nothing new. I walked into the Ferus Gallery one day, and Irving Blum, who was running the gallery said “Dennis, I want to show you something.” He showed me two slides, one of which was of a soup can, and the other was a cartoon. It was Andy and Roy Lichtenstein. I went crazy, started jumping up and down and said ‘That’s it! That’s it!’ Irving said “That’s what?” I said ‘That’s the return to reality!’ Irving said “What are you doing tomorrow?” So we went to New York the next day, went to Andy Warhol’s studio, and met Roy Lichtenstein, Jasper Johns, Rauschenberg, Rosenquist, I saw the whole thing. That was it. I bought a Roy Lichtenstein called “Sinking Sun” for $1100, which I later lost in a divorce. A year and a half ago it sold for $17,870,000. I bought one of Andy’s soup cans out here and I’ve been collecting since. That was a very exciting time in Los Angeles, in the early ‘60s, and that’s when I had my first shows.

Andy Warhol's 1971 portrait of Hopper.

It’s interesting, because I think most people view pop art as an East Coast movement, not that it was born here.

Yeah, and all the East Coast guys came out here for the Duchamp retrospective. We were all so backward; we had a great thing to fight against: around 1965, the Los Angeles County Museum, one of the curators bought a Jackson Pollock. The board of directors got together and were furious, and refused to show it in the main museum, calling it “Communist propaganda.”

Where the hell did they get that?

Who knows? That’s how backward we were! Then Kienholtz did “Backseat Dodge” which was this sculpture made out of wire, of two people that looked like they might be making it in the back seat, and they closed down the whole L.A. County Museum because of this. Around the same time, the LAPD came in and busted Wallace Berman’s show at The Ferus Gallery and destroyed all his pieces out in the alley because he had a nude picture of his wife on display. But it was a great thing if you were an artist to be sort of underground.

Hopper's 1961 photograph "Double Standard."

When you paint a picture, or shoot a photograph, is it a different process from when you act, or are you tapping into the same vein?

I think they’re all different disciplines, but working with Strasberg, we worked with our senses, and brought back emotional recall and so forth. So I think you work with the same instrument, and just apply it to different disciplines. I was born in Dodge City, Kansas and am really just a middle class farm boy at heart. I really thought acting, painting, music, writing were all part of being an artist. I never thought of them as being separate. I could never play music, but I’d always loved music, and I tried to apply that. Easy Rider was the first film to use “found” music that was popular at the time. Prior to that, most movies were scored with an orchestra. Colors was the first million-selling rap album, and I produced Miles Davis’ last album for The Hot Spot. When I went under contract to Warner Bros., it allowed me to have a cultural life, instead of having to get a “normal” job bussing tables, or putting on a suit and tie and going into the office. I just never stopped painting, taking photographs, writing. There was no pressure to “put that childish stuff away.” It allowed me to continue to be a child.

Hopper with then-wife, actress Daria Halprin, in Taos, circa 1971.

You had a seminal experience with the director Henry Hathaway on a picture called From Hell to Texas.

(laughs) Yeah, that was in 1958, with Don Murray, Diane Varsi and Chill Wills. I got into a lot of trouble on that. I was loaned out from Warner Bros. to Fox, and I didn’t want to do the part, but Hathaway kept insisting. We had the most wonderful dinners, just a delightful, wonderful guy at dinner, and a screaming, yelling maniac on the set. (laughs) But I ended up working for him more than any other director, did three films for him by the end.

Director Henry Hathaway, Hopper's nemesis and reluctant mentor.

But he was the antithesis of what you responded to: an old-school director who carried a riding crop.

Yeah, yeah, and he’d tell you exactly where to move, how to walk, how to talk. He’d give you line readings. I was now trying to “live in the moment” and doing things without preconceived ideas, and I walked off the picture three times on location. He’d beg me to come back, and we’d have a wonderful dinner where he’d be utterly charming and I’d say ‘Mr. Hathaway, tomorrow I’d like to try the scene this way.” And he’d say “Sure, sure kid. Whatever you say.” And the next day on the set, he’d be screaming and yelling again, and I’d say ‘Mr. Hathaway, last night at dinner, you said I could try this.’ He’d scream “That was just dinner talk, kid, dinner talk! We’re makin’ a movie here, now get the fuck over there and hit your mark and say your lines like I tell ya!” (laughs) If you really wanted to drive him crazy, you’d put a paper cup in the scene: “Paper cup in a fuckin’ western! They didn’t have fuckin’ paper cups in the old west, goddammit!” So the last day on the picture, I came on the set at 20th Century Fox, and he said “Hey, good morning. See that over there? Know what those are?” I said ‘Well, those are stacks of film cans, Henry.’ He said “That’s right. I’ve got enough film there to shoot for four and a half months. Did you know that I owned 40% of 20th Century Fox?” ‘No, I didn’t know that, Henry.’ “Well, I do. See that over there?” ‘Yeah, those are sleeping bags.’ “That’s right. We’re gonna do this scene till you do it my way,” and it was a ten line scene, “and we’ll send out for lunch, for dinner, we’ll sleep here for four and a half months, then we’ll send out for more!” So we started about eight o’clock in the morning. Around eleven at night, after 85 takes, I finally cracked, and said ‘Okay, tell me what you want to do.’ I did it, then I walked out. It wasn’t like somebody sent a black ball around after that, but word got around that I wasn’t somebody you wanted to work with. Soon after that, I was dropped from my contract at Warner Bros.. I went back to New York and I studied with Strasberg for five years. I didn’t have another major role in a studio picture for nearly ten years, until Hathaway hired me again for The Sons of Katie Elder in ’65.

Around the same time, you cut your teeth directing for Roger Corman, directing second unit on The Trip. What was it like stepping behind the camera for the first time?

Well, Roger was the kind of guy who wouldn’t give us any money, but would let us take cameras and equipment out on the weekends and shoot. Jack Nicholson had written the screenplay for that picture, and it was a wonderful screenplay. The stuff on Sunset Boulevard, and the acid trip and the stuff in the desert was all stuff that I shot, because we didn’t feel that Roger would have the inclination to shoot that stuff, so we did it all on weekends.

You got to work with some of the great directors throughout your career, from day one. Who are some of your greatest influences behind the camera?

I’d say George Stevens, and Henry Hathaway, strangely enough. (laughs) Even though I fought with him a lot, he had a great leanness to his work. Nick Ray, on Rebel, was a big influence, just watching him allow Dean to do what he did on that film. I’ve worked with so many top directors, John Sturges was another great one. You learn something from everyone, even if they’re terrible directors. A lot of directing is really like being a floor manager of a department store, where you’re just managing all these different divisions, and time is your worst enemy.

I heard that during the filming of True Grit that John Wayne chased you around Paramount with a loaded gun?

(laughs) No, that’s not quite how it happened. He used to arrive on the lot via helicopter from his mine sweeper that he had moored in Newport Beach. He’d have a .45 strapped on his side, wearing army fatigues, and that’s the way he’d arrive to work every day. This one day he arrived, and he wanted to know where “that Pinko Hopper was hiding.” I was actually in Glen Campbell’s trailer, hiding from him. He was screaming “My daughter was out at UCLA last night and heard (Black Panther) Eldridge Cleaver cussing, and I know he must be a friend of that Pinko Hopper! Where is he? I want to talk to him!” So he wasn’t literally running around with a gun looking for me. He was walking around with a gun at his hip, but I think he wanted to have a political discussion, as opposed to committing actual manslaughter! (laughs) Anyway, nothing ever came of it. That was just Duke.


The legendary opening sequence of Easy Rider.

Let’s talk about how Easy Rider was born.

Peter Fonda and I were doing motorcycle movies: I did one called The Glory Stompers and Peter did one called The Wild Angels. Jack Nicholson did one called Hell’s Angels on Wheels, all at American International Pictures. Peter had read I thing I wrote with Stewart Stern called The Last Movie, and I’d wanted to make it as my first film. Peter loved it and went around trying to raise money to make it, but wasn’t successful. We’d promised each other that if we were going to do a movie, that it wasn’t going to be a motorcycle movie. So we wrote a screenplay together with a standup comic named Don Sherman called The Yin and the Yang, a comedy, and we couldn’t find financing for that, either. Around three o’clock in the morning, Peter called me. He was up in Toronto promoting The Trip at the film festival up there. So Peter says that he’s just talked with James Nicholson, no relation to Jack, and Sam Arkoff, who ran AIP, and I told them this idea for a movie: these two guys sell a bunch of marijuana in Mexico, then buy these two beautiful, gleaming bikes and ride cross-country to New Orleans for Mardi Gras, where they have a great time, then they go into Florida to retire, and are shot by a couple of duck hunters. Peter says “They said we could both act in it, and you could direct. What do you think?” (laughs) I said ‘They actually said they’d give you money for that?’ “Yeah.” So I said ‘Terrific, man. If they really said they’d give you the money, it sounds great to me.’ So that’s how it started. Then when it came time to really do it, they pulled back and said I could act or direct, but not both. So we went to see Bert Schneider and Bob Rafelson, because they’d just finished doing The Monkees and our friend Michael McClure, a poet from San Francisco, he had a project called The Queens he wanted to do which was a satire about LBJ and Dean Rusk, and all these powerful Washington insiders dressed in drag, eating live lobsters, talking about how they assassinated President Kennedy. It was going to be a 20 minute short. We decided to pitch it to Rafelson and Schneider, Peter couldn’t help but talk about what was then called The Loners, and by then we had a full outline. Schneider left the room, the Rafelson left, who came back and said “Can I see you in my office?” So we went in and he said “Call Schneider at home tonight. I think he’s going to give you the money and let you act in it and direct it.” And Schneider said “Yeah, it’s a go.”

And it was groundbreaking on so many levels: the first movie to really address the counterculture seriously, not in an exploitative way. The first to show people openly using drugs. The first to show some of the serious social problems that were happening in the country, particularly in the Deep South, where you actually shot some of it.

Yeah, and like I said before, it was the first time found music was ever used. At that time it was so much cheaper. All I had to do was go the artist and ask their permission to use the music.

So was the decision one that was based more on economics than on creativity?

No. I went out and shot the movie in five and a half weeks. Laszlo Kovacs said it was the best-organized picture he’d ever shot. When we spoke at AFI a few years before he died, he said “People talk about how crazy the shoot was, but there was nothing crazy about that shoot.” The thing was, after shooting the film I came back to eighty hours of footage that I hadn’t seen, because in those days there was no way for me to see my dailies out on the road. I had an editing job that was just horrendous, took me over a year. And driving on the way to the studio to cut the picture, I’d hear all this great music on the radio: Steppenwolf, Jimi Hendrix, The Byrds. I heard all these songs and cut the picture to picture, and not to sound. Then when I put in a song like “Born to be Wild” it just fit perfectly. But when you see the movie, the story is told through the music, not the dialogue. It was just one of those things that worked.

Has MTV ever acknowledged you of being an early inventor of music video?

(laughs) No, I don’t think so.

Easy Rider changed Hollywood.

Yeah, it certainly showed them that they could make independent films. You had to get an I.A. union stamp on your film to get released in those days, and we didn’t have that stamp. Bert Schneider’s father Abe was Chairman of Columbia Pictures and paid off the unions, gave them $25,000 so we could release the movie, which broke the code, and other studios saw that they could do the same thing: make a non-union film and then make a deal with the union to distribute it. Cassavetes was really the only person in the U.S. who’d been making independent films up to that point, because he was a from a well-to-do Greek shipping family that allowed him to finance his own low budget films. But he could never really get them distributed, because the majors wouldn’t distribute them.

I read a quote attributed to you, and maybe you can tell me if it’s accurate: “There are moments that I've had some real brilliance, you know. But I think they are moments. And sometimes, in a career, moments are enough. I never felt I played the great part. I never felt that I directed the great movie. And I can't say that it's anybody's fault but my own.”

Well, I could agree with everything but the last part. It wasn’t all my fault.


Hopper on the cover of Rolling Stone issue 56, April 16, 1970.

You don’t feel that Easy Rider is a great film?

I do. I do, but after that I should have made another great movie and Colors is an alright film, but I don’t know, I just never felt I directed the film I really wanted to direct after Easy Rider. I know I never did. But I don’t think it was my fault that I wasn’t allowed to. I had a lot of help on this end. It may have been my behavior that caused the rift to happen, but once it happened, it wasn’t my fault. I could’ve brought them a ship full of gold, and they wouldn’t have let me direct a picture after my fallout with Lew Wasserman over The Last Movie. He wanted me to re-edit it after The Venice Film Festival. I had final cut and said ‘no.’ He said “Then it will never be distributed.”

Let’s talk about Apocalypse Now. What are some of your memories of being in the Philippines doing that?

I was there for four or five months. When I arrived I was signed to play a CIA agent. There was no script. So I started out in a clean uniform being told by Francis (Coppola) that I was going to be second-in-charge to Marlon Brando’s army he had in the jungle. I was with these guys about three weeks and we were training with these Green Beret guys who’d just gotten out of Vietnam, playing war games. We had mortars that we’d play with that were full of powder, and if you got any of the powder on you, that meant you were dead. We had all these war toys we’d play with at night. We’d be assigned to hold a bridge. Would they be coming by the sea? Would they be coming through the jungle? We’d play these incredible war games and just had a ball. Finally Marlon arrived and everything was shut down for a week because he realized Marlon hadn’t read “Heart of Darkness,” so Francis went out to read Marlon “Heart of Darkness” and 900 people, the cast and crew, just sat and waited! (laughs) We called it “the million dollar week” because Marlon was getting paid a million dollars a week. When he came back he said “Marlon and I agreed that your part should be as large as his, or maybe larger.” When you read “Heart of Darkness” you never actually see the Kurtz character, you only hear about him being talked about by this Russian-Jewish trader, who comes out with shrunken heads and thinks he’s such a great man. So Francis wanted me to play that part, and made him a photojournalist who carried a lot of cameras instead of shrunken heads. So we started there, and wrote a little bit in the morning and then would just improvise off of that.

So those scenes between you and Martin Sheen, when he was locked in the bamboo cage, were largely improvised?

Yeah. I mean, it was improv that came out of writing.



And you and Brando were never actually on the set together, right?

Yeah, he’d shoot one night, then I’d do another. I came in one night and Francis said “Marlon called you a ‘sniveling dog’ and threw bananas at you.’ So I had this prop man throwing bananas at me all night long. (laughs) And that’s how we worked for a couple weeks. It was Marlon’s decision for us to work separately and at the time, I was sort of offended by it, but looking back, I think Marlon did me a big favor. If you’re improvising something, and he suddenly started reading “Hollow Man” by D.H. Lawrence, you really can’t get something going if you have two people vying for (the director’s) time. In the end, it worked out really well.

In 1986 you had a renaissance in your career with three amazing movies: River’s Edge, Blue Velvet and Hoosiers, the last of which earned you an Oscar nomination. It marked a real comeback in your career, and you haven’t stopped working since.

That was my first year of sobriety, too. I’d been out of rehab like two months when I went into do Blue Velvet, then I went straight to Indiana and did Hoosiers. I didn’t do anything but get a haircut and put on some different wardrobe, then came back to Los Angeles and did River’s Edge. It’s funny because I play a drug addict in one, an alcoholic in the other, and a drug dealer in the third! (laughs) So my first year of sobriety was a test. (laughs)



We have to talk about the character of Frank Booth in Blue Velvet. I read an interview with David Lynch where he said you called him after reading the script and said “David, you have to let me play this part because I am Frank Booth.”

Well actually, he’d already cast me, but I did call him after he’d cast me, and we’d never met at that point, and said ‘You haven’t made a mistake, because I am Frank Booth.” So supposedly he went back to the table with Kyle MacLachlan, Isabella Rossellini and Laura Dern, they were all having lunch together, and said “I just got off the phone with Dennis Hopper, and he said that he was Frank Booth, which I guess is really good for the picture, but I don’t know how we’ll ever have lunch with him.” (laughs)

How were you Frank Booth?

I’d come out of a heavy drug life, and had known a lot of people like Frank. I didn’t mean that I was literally Frank Booth, but I’d certainly run into characters like Frank, and understood him. A big discrepancy came the first day we were shooting the big scene where Kyle is hiding in the closet and I come in demanding my bourbon and tell Isabella to spread her legs, and then this sort of horrendous rape scene occurs against her. None of us had met at this point and that was our first scene. (laughs) David had helium on the set, because in the script, the tank that Frank was constantly taking hits from was written as helium, which makes your voice really high, like Donald Duck. But it doesn’t disorient you in any way, it just makes you talk funny. So I said to David, ‘You know I always thought of this as being nitrous oxide or amyl nitrate or something.’ He said “What is that?” I said “Something that disorients your mind for a few minutes. I’m also having trouble acting with my voice sounding like this. So could I just show you what it would look like with the other stuff?” And I did, and David said “Oh, that’s great!” So we went with that, and I said ‘If you want to put the (helium) voice in later, in post, we can,’ and of course, we didn’t. So that was the only real contribution I made to that film, I guess. (laughs) David had written a great screenplay, and there wasn’t any reason to change anything else. Years later I was sitting, thinking about it, and I thought how really weird it would be if Frank Booth had only used the gas to change the sound of his voice, that it didn’t affect his mind at all, and what a cold, calculating kind of guy that would be. The Observer, in England, and Film Quarterly gave me an award in Paris as the outstanding villain of all-time for that film, which is pretty heavy, because that means I beat out Sir Ben Kingsley in Sexy Beast and Anthony Hopkins in Silence of the Lambs. (laughs)



Which brings us to True Romance and the scene between you and Christopher Walken, which has gone down as one of the great scenes in movie history. At the time, Quentin Tarantino was unknown. Did you know upon reading the script that a completely original voice had arrived?

Oh yeah, that was apparent immediately. I thought it was a terrific script and terrific movie, and it just died at the box office. All the buzz came out of tape and DVD. It was strange because I never saw it with an audience where it didn’t get a standing ovation at the end, at Toronto and other places. It just didn’t connect with mainstream audiences. Maybe it was the title, who knows? It’s such a great, popcorn eating movie, you know? (laughs) Tony Scott is a terrific director. The day we did that scene, we did the whole interior of my trailer here at the studio in Los Angeles. First of all, you don’t see speeches like this as an actor in film anymore. It was just pages and pages of this great dialogue. Tony started lighting, was going to shoot with two cameras, and was going to shoot Chris Walken first. Chris came in and saw it, and Tony approached me and said “Chris just said he didn’t want to go first. Would you mind going first?” I said ‘I don’t mind going first, but you’ve been lighting for two and a half hours, man!’ (laughs) Tony said he didn’t mind, and reversed all the lighting and went on me first, and that’s how we did it and it was just wonderful. The only improvisation in the whole thing, because Tarantino’s script was so good, was the bit about the eggplant and the cantaloupe. Walken and I went out later, selling the piece as a team. And someone said to us “Oh, you guys are great actors!” And Walken says “I don’t know if we’re great actors or not, but I started out as a dancer, and Hopper and I partner real well together.” (laughs) And I thought that was a great line.

We touched earlier on your being a survivor.

I think it was genetics. I think it was luck. I think it was attitude that got me through a lot of it. I believe in miracles. It’s a miracle that I’m still here. And I plan on being here a while longer.

Dick Cavett's TALK SHOW: An Interview with the Master of the Interview




(Dick Cavett, above.)

(Note: This article is currently appearing in Venice Magazine. Talking with Dick Cavett was one of the true pleasures of my time doing these printed Q&A's, as I was getting to conduct an interview with one of the all-time great interviewers, about doing interviews. Below are the highlights of our talk.)


by Terry Keefe

During the varied runs of his television talk show, Dick Cavett arguably conducted in-depth interviews better than anyone in the media before or since.

From 1968 to 1975 on ABC, and then later from 1977 to 1982 on PBS, “The Dick Cavett Show” hosted a literal who’s who of both America and the world. The guest list included Marlon Brando, Woody Allen, Groucho Marx, John Lennon, Janis Joplin, Jimi Hendrix, David Bowie, Noel Coward, Salvador Dali, Mel Brooks, Katherine Hepburn, and Ingmar Bergman, to name just a few.

The show was unique in its time, but even more so today, in that the host and guest rarely engaged in stuffy Q&As designed to promote the latest project, nor was the format a non-stop quip fest. Cavett had conversations with his guests, real conversations which sometimes lasted an hour or more. If you want to see what, for example, David Bowie would have been like to speak with during the early 70s, watch his sometimes manic, often rambling, but always 100 percent authentic dialogue with Cavett.

Although Cavett always kept the talks lively with his wit when needed, his interviews were never about him. He never got in the way, or interrupted the flow of conversation to get in a good joke, of which he still managed to deliver plenty of regardless.

While many of Cavett’s guests were entertainers, politics often found itself center stage, such as the show featuring a debate on the Vietnam War, with future Senator and Presidential candidate John Kerry on one side, and future Swift Boat founder John O’Neill on the other. It was this show that reportedly led to Nixon asking H. R. Halderman on the Watergate Tapes, “Well, is there any way we can screw him?” in regards to Cavett.

Cavett has been writing an online column for The New York Times for the past few years (linked here), much of which became the inspiration for his latest book, Talk Show: Confrontations, Pointed Commentary, and Off-Screen Secrets. The book runs the gamut of Cavett’s life: his boyhood in Nebraska, where he became a highly-paid teenage magician, eventually leading him to meet a fellow, older magician from the state named Johnny Carson; his interviews with troubled chess genius Bobby Fischer; the legendary show where Norman Mailer got into a serious throw-down verbal tussle with Gore Vidal; the day he finally got to meet Richard Nixon; and his friendship with Groucho Marx.


I reached Cavett by phone when he was in his home on Montauk, Long Island, getting ready to write his next column. He also let us know that he had recently been married to Martha Rogers, in a small ceremony in a courtyard in New Orleans. Congratulations again.

You write in Talk Show about the first Bobby Fischer interview, which I’ve just watched. Your technique with him…it's deceptive, because he doesn't say a lot, but you never allow any dead air. How much preparation did you have in terms of your questions going in? Were you able to just do that off the cuff and keep it moving?

Dick Cavett: I just...as usual, I tried to find out as much as I could in the limited time you have when doing five shows a week, for anybody, to get as much as I could about him. I don't know. He seemed to like me better than anybody else in the media - it sounds silly for me to say that, but other people have written about that.

He didn't much care for his other TV experiences, and I think if there's something good about me, I think it's that I have always - I got this from my father - been able to sense the potential discomfort in other people, and cover for it, in a way.

I've never tried to say this before, so it may not be coming out very well [laughs]. But it also would often result in, afterwards [the guests saying], “I don't know how you got me to talk about that. I can't believe I told you that. Do you edit this show at all?” “No, I'm afraid you're stuck with it.” And that added to people saying, “I'm more comfortable than I've ever been in this setting.”

It's embarrassing for me to try to analyze what that is.


(Bobby Fischer, with Cavett, above.)


Well, your guests did clearly feel very comfortable with you. Your classic interviews are very popular on YouTube, and in the comments sections, one of the things that I read again and again was that the difference between Dick Cavett and today’s talk show hosts is that Cavett really listened to the guests.

Yeah, I used to hear that, too. It's not the easiest thing in the world to do. It sounds like it would be, all you've got to do is shut up.

But at the beginning, it was nightmarish trying to listen! I think I wrote about that in the book Cavett, where I talked about the fact that it looks easy, because what they see on the screen is two people chatting. What the one person sitting there sees is the host, and what the host sees is the guest -- and the stage manager, and the prompter they put up about a commercial coming up, and somebody else has just waved a hand-lettered sign and taken it down before you could read it, and somebody else has sent a timed signal of some sort, to somebody – Was it you? Was it me? Was it - oh my god, the guest's lips have stopped moving! [laughs]

A lady named Deanne Barkley, my first female producer, one of two, said, “You've got to always have a specific question ready for those moments when you blank, or the guest seems to have died, or something.” She suggested, “Do you pee in the shower?” - because it had to be something that everybody can identify with.

And I'm not sure if I ever asked it. I once thought of it, while [former New York Governor] Averell Harriman was on, and I thought, “This is not the place.”

Along those lines, one of the deadly things for any interviewer is the subject who continually answers in one sentence, or even one word. I watched your Brando interview and at first he was pretty monotone, but then you managed to get him to open up. Were there any guests that you could never get out of that mode, despite your best efforts?

One who is dead. And he was the star of Zabriskie Point. Mark Frechette. Two people, the two young stars. He and the young lady [Daria Halprin] who were in Zabriskie Point.

I guess he decided - it was weird - apparently, that it would be amusing to answer softly, slowly, and without interest. These are not the three traits you look for.

He also decided, I guess, where it might be considered admirable, to not just do a clichéd talk-show appearance to plug his movie - by saying that in effect he didn't think it was very good.

I heard that he'd got in a fist fight of some sort, backstage on “The Merv Griffin Show” or something - and he said, “What do you want to know about it?” I said, “Details.” [laughs] And that forced him to talk a little bit.

But the greatest moment was supplied by a third party, Mel Brooks, being there. And either [Mark Frechette], or his equally-silent female co-star partner, were trying to think of a name of some object, something in the world. It went something like, “And there we were looking at it, a, um, uh, a, um...” And Mel goes, "A bread box!” [laughs]

That was needed.

If you have Mel Brooks on every show, it'll save moments like that.

It's good to have Mel around.

You write in the book, about the Norman Mailer/Gore Vidal show, where they had their argument. It struck me on a number of levels, in regards to how times have changed so much. Today, you might have two reality stars mixing it up on a talk show, but here, you have two literary giants.

Imagine how it would go over if somebody told his producer today, “Let's do a show with three famous authors…”

There’s also Janet Flanner [on the same episode], who, in a way, when you watch that thing, a couple of times steals the show.

She was, an equal, if not as well-known a writer, probably because she chose to write under the pseudonym Genet for thirty years in the New Yorker -- which I only realized about a week ago is of course 'Janet' - Genet the playwright with a circumflex or whatever over the 'e’ - but she just wrapped Norman around her little finger, causing him to refer to her as “the most wonderful presence in the history of television.”



(Cavett mixes it up with Mailer, above.)


Did you actually think Mailer and Vidal might escalate to real violence, or were you confident that they would rather keep it an intellectual battle?

Well, when you're sitting next to a man [Mailer] who's not only stabbed his wife but pointed it out on the show, shortly after you thought of it, and is known for enjoying the manly art, and once came on a show of mine and boxed three rounds with José Torres…that's what I had in mind.

Norman is at a disadvantage in a situation like that in a way, especially when facing a brilliantly articulate and funny, witty man like Gore Vidal -- and Janet Flanner -- Norman is a little bit unarmed, in that humor is largely left out of him. And his efforts at it were sometimes as strenuous as his appearance that night.

But I’m very fond of Norman, and Gore said he was too, on the show - “I was always very fond of you, Norman -- I'll tell you what I detest about you…”

You talk about John Lennon a bit, and your testimony for him at his deportation hearing. Did you see Lennon much outside of the show?

No. I wish I had more. He wrote me with strange letters a couple of times, which was kind of fun. He liked to write long letters, chatty letters. And I didn't see him for all those last years of his life. I should have. Of course, he could have tried to see me, too.

I've run into Yoko since his death a couple of times. And she can be very sweet. I got away with saying “dragon lady” in the first part [of the interview]. Maybe not. It caused them to have still another Viceroy each.

They were so damned nervous in the beginning, and in that case it's great to do a full show with people because they loosen up. They go on another show for ten minutes, and then start to relax, but then they're off.

You recount your chance encounter with Richard Nixon and his daughter Julie at the famed restaurant Gosman’s Dock in Montauk. Was there much of an audience for this? Did he have Secret Service there, or was it just you and them?

Every time I go over to the dock I get a chill…where the Great Unindicted Co-conspirator and his daughter were sitting. And, no, there was no security, none, not any kind.

Roberta Gosman, up in the main part of the restaurant, said, “Did you see our special luncheon guests waiting for us to open?” And I looked down, and there was the Yorba Linda Wonder, sitting there with his daughter. And I think I said he was looking like an old sea bird, looking out over the water, all clad in dark clothing…which at least were more attractive than striped pajamas.

But no, nobody heard it, nobody can verify it except the three of us. It's as if there were no one else on the landscape except the seagulls.

You discuss in the book agonizing over finding the right words in comedic writing, because just the wrong order of words, or the omission of one word, can change how funny a line is. Is this something that you still agonize over just as much as you did when you were starting out, or does it get easier?

I only agonize when I catch it in a re-reading and it's already been published.

If I were teaching a comedy writing class and trying the impossible - which would be to make someone able to write comedy, who has no knack for it – [I would tell them] a thing I said that broke Johnny Carson up.

I was a guest on his show. A Cavett show had gone off the air. This happened a few times, so every time it did, Johnny had me on the following Monday, as a fellow Nebraskan, and he would say something like, “I'm afraid next time it's gonna be Armed Forces Radio for you!”




(Cavett & Carson, above.)


We were great friends, and at the end of one of his shows in California, I was the least illustrious guest, out of work and on with three stars of various fields, so at the end of the show he said [to each of the guests], “Well, we're out of time, what are you doing now? You're opening on Broadway?” [to the next guest] “What are you doing?” “I've got a new musical coming in.” [the next guest] “I'll be starring in a new series...” And I didn't have anything. I thought, “I hope the time runs out before they get down to me.”

And Johnny said, “Richard,” almost sympathetically, “What are you up to?”

And I said, “The gods allowed me to say I'm working on a sitcom, Johnny. It's a humorous version of ‘Gilligan's Island.’”

Well, he went off the chair with laughter, real laughter.

And tin-eared quoting newspaper ink-stained wretches with columns invariably quoted it as, “a comedy version of ‘Gilligan's Island.’”

It's not nearly as good.

It's the same joke, but it's a little like saying, “And then he said, 'That was no lady, that was the woman I'm married to.'” It's the same joke, but it's so dead in the water.

Maybe you heard or read my great moment with Groucho in Lindy's Restaurant, when a famous columnist came up and said, “Say something funny, Groucho!”

I had to turn away for some reason, and get the waiter or something, and I turned back and the guy was walking away writing happily with his stub pencil, and I said, “Whatever you said, he'll kill it, you know.” He was famous for killing punch lines and ruining (them).

And Groucho said, “I know. The only way to get Leonard to print a joke right is to tell it to him wrong.”

(Groucho and Cavett, above.)


When you had Groucho on as a guest, did you go over backstage what he was going to bring in terms of stories and gags? Or did you just kind of go onstage and hear it for the first time?

No, the answer is never. I don't think there ever was an instance where we planned anything beforehand, or he said, “Do you mind if I do this?” He would like to determine that he was going to get to sing.

And when you went to dinner at Groucho's house, you were in for a brief concert afterward. Marvin Hamlisch would be there playing the piano.

The one Groucho show that was from the summer, and was one solid hour in length, everything he did and said was funny, all the way through. It might have been straining the point a little [to say that it was] the last of his prime. Each succeeding show, with watching all them all at once, for editing purposes, for a special of some sort, you could see a little failing, a little. Watching them individually, he seemed fine, even up to the last. But that brilliant sharpness changed just a bit.

Groucho as a guest must have been something that you looked forward to so much, because you knew it was going to be a great show no matter what he did.

Yeah, you never had to worry. And, when he was sitting there watching other people…like when [famed zoologist] Jim Fowler was on with a sloth.

There’s this sleeping animal hanging there, on a string or a branch, and I thought, “Groucho must be bored with this and wishes he were on and talking.” And Groucho looked at the sloth and he said, “That's the worst-looking dog I've ever seen!”




(Giants walked the set: David Bowie and Jimi Hendrix, with Cavett, above.)

One of the chapters talks about the racism charges against Don Imus. Could you have done your show today, in its relaxed, conversational format, and not have had some line of dialogue eventually spur that type of outrage?

I don't know about that. I'm embarrassed by the infantilism of the phrase, "the N-word."

I think it means nigger…I think most people who hear it know that's what it means. Does anyone think it means the nicotine or, for those who can't spell, the “nome”? And why endow any word with such -- well, this word's been ruined for all time: “awesome” - such thundering significance and grandeur that it cannot be spoken?

So I just find it silly. But I think I strayed off your question: Would something like that have hit the fan?

Well, I have my own “nigger” incident, with of course John and Yoko…and “Woman is the Nigger of the World” – (Editor’s Note: The song of that title was played by Lennon and Ono on the Cavett Show.)



(John and Yoko, above, on the Cavett Show.)


Did that spark a controversy at the time?

Oh yeah. They did the song, well, first, and then ABC saw it. The show wasn't going to be aired for a few days, it'd come out later.

And then they announced that the song would not appear in the show, and I said, “Yes, it will.” What do I lose by saying that? Supporting it with, “I get the booking of the year, regarding getting John and Yoko, and you're going to censor and edit that?”

Well, they saw something in that, fearing the inevitable support I would get, and in a lot of the press, by publicizing this as much as I possibly could. And I decided that there would be an insert of my saying, “The following song is, of course, controversial, and we hope that we can treat you as mature” - I don't know what all I said.

And then I loved the fact that about two hundred protests came in, none of them about the song, all of them about, “the mealy-mouthed apology you forced Dick to say on the air.” That was gratifying.



Talk Show: Confrontations, Pointed Commentary, and Off-Screen Secrets, by Dick Cavett, is in bookstores now.




Patrick Swayze: 1952-2009

PATRICK SWAYZE: 1952-2009
By
Alex Simon


All films buffs have guilty pleasures. You know, those movies that high-minded cineastes love to turn their noses up at, especially critics for The New York Times, people with MFAs in some sort of film-related field, or just plain snobs who refuse to acknowledge anything released on celluloid that doesn’t have English subtitles and at least one reference to death, either as a character or a metaphor (and oftentimes both). Patrick Swayze was the undisputed King of the Guilty Pleasure. From his screen debut in Skatetown, USA in 1979, to his final appearance on television’s "The Beast" as a take-no-prisoners cop, Swayze was an unapologetic good ol’ boy who happened to be a classically-trained dancer, student of martial arts and Eastern philosophy, and possessor of an IQ that was nothing to sneeze at. In fact, he closely resembled Dalton, his character in this writer’s all-time guilty pleasure, Rowdy Herrington’s Road House (1989), as a bar bouncer with a Master’s in Philosophy from NYU, who could quote Confucius and snap necks in near-perfect synchronicity.

In June 2004, when I was asked by Venice Magazine to interview Swayze for his turn as pulp fiction icon Allan Quartermain in the Hallmark television production of "King Solomon’s Mines," his star might have waned a bit since his mid-‘80s heyday, but his stature as a reluctant pop cultural icon had only increased with each passing year, and his refusal to be anything but himself. Renowned for fighting against being typecast as a typical pretty-boy star/leading man, Swayze’s rep indicated not only that he marched to the beat of his own drummer, but was also known for not suffering fools. That said, I didn’t quite know what to expect when I went to meet Swayze at photographer Greg Gorman’s studio for our sit-down. I’d met more than my share of egomaniacs and narcissists in my ten years of entertainment journalism, living embodiments of “never meet your idols.” From the minute Patrick Swayze shook my hand, and for the next six hours we spent together, I was completely disarmed by his charm, honesty and just plain normalcy. After a half hour or so, I felt as though I was hanging out with a buddy from the old neighborhood (his Texas to my Arizona made us cultural cousins). Swayze was reflective, yet totally un-self-indulgent. He was engaging, but usually more interested in your opinion than expressing his own. He was close to the earth as a rancher and man who loved the outdoors, yet also a man of letters who could put most PhDs to shame with his knowledge of, from what I could tell, almost everything.

The only bad thing I can say about Patrick Swayze: goddamn, did he smoke a lot. Patrick must have gone through at least a pack and-a-half (a conservative estimate) of American Spirits during our talk. The only time he wasn’t smoking was when we were eating a magnificent sushi dinner. The minute those chopsticks went down, a lit nail was back in his hand. I knew he’d gotten sober after an ongoing battle with the bottle, one that had claimed his father and sister, but cigarettes continued to be a demon he wrestled with. When I asked him about the irony of such a fine athlete destroying his lungs with tobacco smoke, he smiled gently, looked at the cigarette in his hand and said “Yeah, I know, but I’ll beat this thing eventually. I’ve beaten worse, man.” He had, and for a while, he nearly did: Swayze’s self-described “peaceful warrior” attitude allowed him to survive nearly two years longer than doctors predicted he would, after being diagnosed with pancreatic cancer eighteen months ago. He lost the battle on Monday, September 14, 2009. He was 57.

At the end of our talk, Swayze took my hand in his, and said “Alex, I’d really like you to stay in my life.” Over the next few years, we shared some nice chats over the phone, a few emails, and almost worked together, when Patrick read the script for my AFI graduate thesis film, a Hollywood satire, and loved the part of an arrogant movie star. Scheduling conflicts dictated that collaboration was not to be, however, and eventually we lost touch, as people tend to do in Los Angeles. As Raymond Chandler wrote in The Long Goodbye, “To say goodbye is to die a little.”

Goodbye, Patrick. Thank you for always staying down to Earth, even when Hollywood tried to cast you out among the stars.

PATRICK SWAYZE: PEACEFUL WARRIOR
By
Alex Simon


Originally published in the June, 2004 issue of Venice Magazine

Patrick Swayze has always been his own man. As early as 1979, when the former dancer and stage actor made his big screen debut in the roller disco opus Skatetown, USA, Swayze easily could have let himself be packaged into that year’s teen idol. But despite his cover boy looks, Swayze refused to be pigeonholed as flavor-of-the-month, and persevered as a serious actor, until 1983, when Francis Ford Coppola cast him, along with a crew of other unknowns with names like Tom Cruise, Emilio Estevez, and Matt Dillon in a little picture called The Outsiders. When he landed the lead in the hit miniseries “North & South” two years later, his stardom was solidified, and Patrick Swayze became another “overnight success,” whose single night of paying dues lasted over a decade.

Patrick Wayne Swayze was born in Houston, Texas August 18, 1952 to Jesse Swayze, an engineer and former rancher, and Patsy Swayze, who would go on to become a world-renowned choreographer in her own right. Young Patrick was driven to be a success in everything he did, pushed by his mother in particular, excelling in sports, as well as music and dance. By then, Patsy Swayze had a thriving dance studio, with many attractive female students. One young lady, Lisa Niemi, caught Patrick’s eye and the two were married in 1975. It continues to be one of the most enduring marriages in show business.

After studying with the Harkness and Joffrey Ballet Schools, Patrick went on to act in dozens of Broadway and off-Broadway shows, before making the trek out to Hollywood, where he and Lisa lived on “a jar of peanut butter and oranges from our tree in the backyard” for more years than the actor would probably care to admit, before finally wrangling a secure career as an actor at age 30. Other notable films in the ‘80s included Walter Hill’s Uncommon Valor and John Milius’ Red Dawn, but it was the year 1987 that truly solidified Patrick Swayze’s star in the Hollywood lexicon.

Dirty Dancing was a small film that became a cultural phenomenon, and Patrick’s turn as Catskills dance instructor Johnny Castle made young girls’ hearts skip a beat and young men by the hundreds suddenly sign up for Arthur Murray classes. The film, which was made for a meager six million dollars, went on to gross over $170,000,000 worldwide. With his name now on the top of the A-list, Patrick went on to star in such films as Road House (1989), Next of Kin (1989), and another cultural phenomenon, Ghost (1990). The ‘90s also showcased Patrick in Katherine Bigelow’s Point Break (1991), Roland Joffe’s City of Joy (1992), and Three Wishes (1995). Recently, Patrick has lent his star power to such indie gems as Green Dragon (2001) and Donnie Darko (2001).

Patrick Swayze brings his bigger-than-life heroics to the small screen this month with the Hallmark Channel’s production of “King Solomon’s Mines,” based on H. Rider Haggard’s legendary pulp novel, with Patrick starring as its iconic hero, Allan Quartermain. Credited as being the inspiration for Indiana Jones, as well as dozens of other pop culture heroes, Quartermain is a 19th century adventurer who travels to Africa in search of a missing archeologist, a man who holds the key to untold treasures, and power. Patrick is given fine support from Alison Doody, Roy Marsden, John Standing and Sidede Onyulo in this full-throttle adventure that is must-see viewing for the whole family. It premieres on the Hallmark Channel Saturday, June 12.

Patrick Swayze sat down recently to discuss topics ranging from his impressive body of work, to spirituality, to the genius of Marlon Brando. Here’s what transpired:

Tell us about wearing the shoes of Allan Quartermain, one of the first heroes of pulp fiction.

Patrick Swayze: I think any kid who’s ever had an adventurous bone in their body, either read Haggard’s book or saw one of the film versions. It was a lot of fun for me because I felt like I was coming home, back to that kind of period hero role that I was born for, and in many ways I’ve lived my whole life, with all the training I’ve done in things like martial arts, horsemanship, stunt work, and just being a mountain man and survivalist. All these things that are passions in my life were great to bring to this character. It was also an interesting choice they made changing him from an Englishman to an American. There was a very specific reason for that; to try to bring it into a more contemporary feeling. “King Solomon’s Mines” helped launch an entirely new form of storytelling that evolved into films like the Indiana Jones trilogy and Romancing the Stone, although those films were all pretty tongue-in-cheek, and I think we take it much more seriously. We wanted to create a dramatic epic that had a sense of fun. What I also wanted to try to do with it was incorporate my passion for conservation and wildlife, to have Quartermain evolve from a great white hunter into a conservationist.

Swayze as the original pulp fiction hero, Allan Quartermain, in "King Solomon's Mines."

You spent five months in South Africa shooting this film. What were your impressions of the country?

I was there once before when I did a movie with my wife, Lisa, called Steel Dawn.

I loved that movie!

(laughs) Yeah, people love that movie. That cracks me up. It’s like I’m the king of cult followings, with Point Break, Road House, Next of Kin…but there is something about Africa, this ancient energy that just permeates your whole being, just standing on that earth. As I was there, and spending time with the lions and tigers and elephants—I actually became friends with this elephant named Harry that we used in the movie that was just amazing! He’s the huge, 15-foot elephant in the opening of the film. We actually used two elephants playing the same part: Harry and Sally. (laughs) I just decided to approach this elephant the same way I do my horses: with a lot of love and trust. It got to the point where he’d pick me up with his tusks and I’d shake him, and he’d shake back. On my last day, I was leaving the set in this Land Rover, and I stopped the vehicle, and there was Harry. I wanted to see if he’d come to me or not, so I yelled “Harry!” And he saw me, threw back his trunk, and started charging towards my vehicle! I thought “O-kay!” So he stopped right by the vehicle, stuck his trunk inside and wrapped it around me because he didn’t want me to go! I was ready to take a big part of my ranch back home and turn it into an elephant preserve after that.

Did you do most of your own stunts?

Normally what I do is let the stunt double do most of the rehearsals, the idea being that the less you do, the less chance you have of getting hurt. Although my stunt double didn’t ride horses, so all the horsemanship was up to me. But most of the stunts you see in my films are done by me.

It was nice to see Alison Doody acting again. I think every man who saw her in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade has yet to catch his breath.

It’s a real pleasure working with a leading lady who knows exactly who she is. A lot of leading ladies, when they finally get to a certain point in their careers, get angry, and have an attitude, but Alison didn’t. She was a real pro and made it safe for us both, because she’s very happily married, and so am I, which helped us to establish this relationship set in the 19th century where you just didn’t cross a certain line with someone you weren’t married to, even though every fiber of your being is screaming to. Plus, it helped us to navigate around that predictable moment of “when is the guy gonna hook up with the girl?”

Of course, with this film, it was just that wonderful kiss between the two.

Which in the 19th century, was akin to a love scene! If there’s one thing I’ve learned in any love scene I’ve done in a film, it’s that it’s not about sucking face. It’s not about jumping someone’s bones. It’s about the connection between two human beings in the eyes, the idea that this person makes you whole and completes you. That’s what’s really sexy. And that’s what makes this relationship in the film really sexy: it’s all about working up to that kiss.

L to R: Patrick Swayze, Patsy Swayze and Patrick's wife, Lisa Niemi, in Patsy's Houston dance studio, circa 1977.

Let’s talk about your background. You were born and raised in Houston, Texas. Your mom is a legendary choreographer who started her own studio in Houston. What did your dad do?

Well, his dad was one of the foremen of the King Ranch, which was the biggest ranch in the world, at one point. So my dad was raised on a ranch. At one point, he was the state champion calf roper. Needless to say, he got me into that stuff from the time I was little. My dad was a really organic, kind of earthy man. He was one of those men that was full of loving energy and had a sweet, gentle nature, but he was also one of those men that you didn’t want to cross. He had that Southern man kind of energy to where if they ever lose that graciousness for one moment and that tone changes, you better run. There’s no warning. He really taught me so many things that in your younger years are kind of cliché, but as you get older, you realize their importance: like integrity, passion, in your work ethic. I now live my life by most of the things my dad taught me. I think my favorite saying of his would be: “All I got is my integrity. To this day, I ain’t never seen a hearse pulling a U-Haul.” (laughs) Really, playing Allan Quartermain was an opportunity for me to play my dad.

And your mother, Patsy, is world-renowned dancer and choreographer.

That’s the other side of me: the intensity, the passion, the drive, the belief in communicating something through the arts. It’s all those qualities of my mother’s that have really led me down all these tangential paths in my life. My parents were an amazing couple.

Swayze as Orry Main, in the ABC mini-series North & South (1985).

Your father was a man of integrity, and you seem to largely play men of integrity, going back to your character Orry Main in the miniseries “North & South,” the role that helped launch your career.

What sucks an audience in is that ticking clock of whether this character is going to achieve what it is that they want in their life and it’s usually not something physical. It’s usually something internal, some subtext that’s eating at them or haunting them like a demon. It’s a deep-seated thing that they may, or may not, get past in order to get to what they need to achieve. Who really cares how many things you can blow up and who wins? It’s how you get there. It’s the process that’s really the powerful thing in storytelling.

Clockwise: Patrick Swayze, Matt Dillon, Rob Lowe, Tom Cruise, C. Thomas Howell, Ralph Macchio, and Emilio Estevez in Francis Coppola's The Outsiders (1983).

The Outsiders came out around the same time, and helped to solidify your stardom. Tell us about the experience of working on that landmark Coppola film, which made stars out of a huge cast of unknowns, with names like Tom Cruise, Rob Lowe, Emilio Estevez, and many others.

It was wonderful. Playing Orry really graduated me into playing the role of Darrel Curtis. And Francis was a great teacher for me. What I got from Francis was the true essence of what “organic” means. He would have us live in the house as a family, and be brothers. I would teach these kids how to jump freight trains and ride them. I used to jump freights in my surfing days, when I’d jump a freight leaving Houston for the Gulf Coast and then jump another one to get home. I taught these kids all the skills I knew: how to fight, how to do back flips and hand stands. I was teaching gymnastics classes to all the guys every day. The only one who was too cool to work with us was Matt Dillon. (laughs) He was much more into “I’m a New Yorker. I ain’t into that stuff. That’s pussy stuff.” (laughs) But (Tom) Cruise took to it like a magnet. That’s what I love about Tom, same thing with John Travolta. I love guys who are like sponges. No attitude, just “I want to learn.” And if you look at them now, those are the guys that have careers. When you come from “I don’t know,” your growth is limitless. When you come from “I know,” your growth stops. But Francis got so detailed. He didn’t want anything coming out that didn’t come from you as a person. No play-acting. No doing “words.” We rehearsed that film completely improvisationally. We really became this family of three boys who were too young to be left alone, but we had no choice, because our parents were dead. And we had to survive, and we had to maintain our dignity. If there’s a common thread among all the characters I’ve played, I think it’s the exploration of all our dignity as people. So Francis became a huge part of my life. We were all together at his winery up in Napa for the 20th anniversary of the film, and the director’s cut that’s coming out on DVD, and it was like old home week. It was like my father was in my life again. Francis will always be an inspiration to me, because he never gives up.

Swayze and Jennifer Grey in the smash hit Dirty Dancing (1987).

With Dirty Dancing, did you and the rest of the cast and crew have any clue that the film would become the phenomenon that it did?

Everyone always wants to say in hindsight, “Oh yeah, I knew it all along.” But Dirty Dancing was another one of those situations where we were just re-writing constantly, Eleanor Bergstein, Emile Ardolino and I, around the clock. When you find one of those projects where everyone jumps in with both feet, for me, those are the movies that make history. Dirty Dancing had that kind of energy. I would say it’s the only film in my life that made me realize I had to keep my dancing quiet, because if dancing had been the thing that had launched me initially, I would have always been “dancer turned actor,” and never been taken seriously as an actor. But what made that movie famous wasn’t me shaking my butt. It was the fact that the young, funky Jewish girl gets the guy not because she’s the hottest girl on the block, but because of what she’s got in her heart. That’s what’s worth falling in love with. I truly believe that’s why that movie continues to live on, like Ghost. I never used to believe in luck before, but when I think back on some of the films I’ve done, there’s got to be a little luck in there somewhere, you know? I mean, who gets to be involved with one movie that makes history? (laughs) It’s that mystical law of chance the Buddhists talk about called “miyoho.”

Let’s talk about some of your other films. One of your earliest films I really liked was Walter Hill’s Uncommon Valor, with Gene Hackman.

I come from a place where I want to be part of a collaborative, nurturing kind of energy. A lot of times you’ll have actors who just want to phone it in until their close-up, or just phone it in when they’re off-camera, and Gene never did that. It didn’t matter if he had an attitude about something that had made him angry on the set, always with the other actor; he was there 100% for you emotionally, no matter which side of the camera he was on. That made me realize that was the kind of actor I wanted to be. I’ve always been very lucky with those kinds of people. I was in this hardware store off Vineland one day, and somebody got out of a car next to me, and I just turned into a zombie, got off my motorcycle, and followed this guy into the story, without a clue as to who he was. All of the sudden, this big Indian puts himself between me and this guy, and I’m thinking “Oh my God, I’ve just finished “North & South” and The Outsiders and I’ve had this kind of stalking stuff happen to me. What am I doing?!” Then I realized it was Marlon Brando! So I did the typical fan thing and said the completely wrong thing: “I just finished working with Francis Ford Coppola on a movie. Then I thought “Oh my God, you dummy! Isn’t he in the middle of a lawsuit with Francis?!” (laughs) So I wound up following him around and talking to him, and felt like I was at a therapist’s, and he just listened to me talk. I finally stopped myself and said “I’m sorry; I’m really embarrassed by this.” He turned around as he was about to leave and said “Hey son, I see something in your eyes. Don’t give it up. Believe in yourself.” And that has stuck with me forever, through the worst times, that Marlon Brando saw something in my eyes.



Let’s talk about Road House, which might be my favorite film of yours. Your character Dalton wasn’t the typical action hero. He was quite complex.

The whole basis of Road House was a modern-day western with the lead character being quite a complicated man. It would have been very simple to go down the road of playing tough and acting intense. But just playing “tough guy” never really goes anywhere. It might go somewhere for a little bit in a certain genre of film, but then people get tired of that genre and tired of that actor. This was going to be possibly the one real fight film I did where a lifetime of training I’d gone through would be able to be put into one movie. In the fight scenes, none of us were pulling our punches, except for the ones to the face. We made sure that everyone who was fighting really knew how to fight, so that you’d lift people off the ground, but you didn’t break bone. We wanted to avoid the stuntman “biff, bam, bop” thing. In certain ways, I saw Dalton as Shane. And I liked the fact that it was one of the first opportunities for me to put out there my passion for being a peaceful warrior: to be highly-skilled, but to avoid violence or hurting another human being at all costs, unless you have no choice. But my complete concern in that film was to focus on the performance, and the fighting was secondary. The thing that continues to amaze me about Road House is the huge cult following it has, not only with male viewers, but with women, as well. I guess it’s that whole idea of the man who’s really mush inside. Women want men to get more sensitive, then they do, and women write songs like “Where Have All the Cowboys Gone?” (laughs)

Swayze and Demi Moore in Ghost (1990).

Speaking of “chick flicks,” let’s talk about Ghost.

That, for me, was another testament that when you get people believing they’re doing something special, something special happens. Jerry Zucker, being renowned for his comedic work, brought a wonderful thing to this project. And the writer, Bruce Joel Rubin, was a real gift because Bruce is a very spiritual man. When we’d be talking during the re-writes, we’d go into deeper topics about spirituality, but we finally came up with the idea that if you truly love someone and then you die, you take the love with you, because that’s all you can really take. By curbing the desire to try to say too much, and thus possibly alienating people, and going back to very simple truths, it just seemed to resonate with a lot of people around the world. It was one of those films that come along and an alarm goes off in my body, telling me that I have to do it. It passed what I call “the goosebump test.” When that happens, I know I have to do a film.

Patrick Swayze and wife Lisa Niemi at their ranch, Rancho Bizarro, in May 2009.

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