The following piece has been compiled from two interviews which David Thompson had with Jonathan Demme. The first was done for BBC television in November 1989. The second was done in London at the National Film Theatre in 1989. The section on The Silence of the Lambs has been taken from an interview conducted by Saskia Baron for the BBC's "Late Show" in May 1991
DAVID THOMPSON: You were born in Long Island, but at the age of fifteen
you moved to Miami. What was the contrast between those two places?
JONATHAN DEMME: The biggest contrast was moving from an area where kids
couldn't drive to an area where kids could, and your life explodes in a
certain way under those circumstances. But in New York living on Long
Island was very lonely, and moving to Florida was kind of getting out of
the suburbs, getting out of a metropolitan situation into big, big spaces
and kids that drank beer and drove cars and talked with funny accents - it
was a very exciting kind of thing to have happen to you at that age.
And originally you were set on a veterinary course?
Yes. I very much wanted to be a veterinarian and had worked in animal
hospitals from the age of ten or eleven. I would go and wipe down tables
between doggies and kitties for the vets. I was obsessed with being a vet,
everything was geared towards that, and by the time I was in high school I
had become a really excellent kennel man and veterinary assistant and could
do amazing things.
     What happened is - it's a simple, sad story - after
high school, I saved up enough money to go to college for a year. So I went,
and then encountered college chemistry and I had a complete inability to master
the most fundamental kind of chemistry, and within two days I was miles behind
everybody else. I was sitting there listening to them talk this foreign
language and realized that medicine wasn't for me. But I wanted to stick
out the term because I had put so much money into it, and also I was a movie
junkie at that stage of the game - I had been for quite some time.
What sort of movies were you seeing then?
Actually, that was a cusp in my life. Up to then I was seeing popular American
movies of all kinds, and at college it was my first chance to see things like
Bergman movies, Truffaut movies. That was eye-opening for me. I remember the
excitement I experienced the first time I saw Shoot the Piano Player.
It was probably the first movie of my life I had seen with subtitles, and I
realized there was a whole other kind of excitement and fun you could have
watching movies. There's this moment in Shoot the Piano Player where
Charles Aznavour tells the hoods, 'If I'm lying to you, may my mother drop
dead,' and the film cuts to his mother dropping dead! I'd never seen this
sort of thing in American movies, and it was really great.
     I had noticed that our college newspaper didn't have
a film critic, and I felt that perhaps if I could be the film critic I could
see the movies for free, because I certainly couldn't afford to go and see
them on my budget at that stage of the game. They didn't have one, so they
said, 'Well, give us a sample of your views.' I was so excited about getting
this job, but I couldn't even afford to go to a movie, so I said, 'OK, I'll
go and see Wrong Arm of the Law, which is playing at the State Theatre
now.' Then I went racing to the library, pulled out all the magazines, saw
what the critics had had to say about Wrong Arm of the Law, formed an
impression of the film, wrote a review, took it back, they accepted it, and
I became a film critic at college.
And it was being a film critic that got you your introduction into the
movie business.
Yes, it's true. Once you start going to movies for free, it's hard to start
paying for them. After I left college, I came across a little newspaper back
home in Miami called the Coral Gables Times. It was a shopping bi-weekly,
but they didn't have a film critic and were willing to let me write reviews for them,
so I started doing that. At that time my dad was working for the Fountainbleau Hotel,
and he met the amazing movie mogul Joseph E. Levine, who had done Hercules,
A Bridge Too Far, any number of films. He was very, very active - especially
in the 1960s and early 1970s. My father mentioned to Mr. Levine, the great mogul,
that his son was a film critic, so Levine said, 'Well, I must meet him. Bring
him to my houseboat,' which was down in the canal across from the hotel. I
came along - my dad had told me to bring some of my reviews - so I did, and
there was Levine, and - yes - it was a pink houseboat, and - yes - he had a
cigar a foot long. There was another producer there with a gigantic cigar,
and they got out the scrapbook and started flipping through these reviews.
They got to one I'd written of the movie Zulu, which I'd had very
strong feelings about and written an especially positive review. 'Zulu,
ah!' He started reading it and: 'My God...brilliant...marvellous.' He looked
up at me and took the cigar and, jabbing me in the chest, said, 'You've got
great taste, kid. Do you want to come and work for me?' He actually offered
me a job as a publicity writer and I said, 'Yes, I do,' and he said, 'Where
do you want to work? New York, London, or Rome?' So I said - and this was
pretty hot for a Miami kid, you know - I said, 'I'll start off in New York.'
Modestly. So I went and did my military service - quick - and I called up
afterwards and there was, indeed, a job available, and I went up and took it.
And this also brought you to London, eventually, in the late 1960s.
Yes. I came to London in 1968, having had a variety of publicity jobs. There
was a production company that was making television commercials, but wanted
to get into film production, and because I was a publicist with United Artists
they thought that I might somehow be able to help them get movies financed in
England. They weren't experienced at that sort of thing, but I took the job
and came over to London. I was not very good at selling commercial directors;
I couldn't do a thing. I had a lot of great lunches, but it didn't work out.
So I started writing some movie reviews for a couple of periodicals - I was
pretty much of a drop-out at the time. It was the heavy days of the Vietnam
war. I was really happy not to be living in America, a country I had grown
to hate at that time, in many ways. While I was in London Roger Corman came
over to Ireland to make a film called Von Richtofen and Brown, and I
got a call from my old friends at United Artists to see if I'd be the unit
publicist on the film. So I come over to Ireland from London to be interviewed
for the job, and, as fate would have it, he was just forming New World Pictures,
his big production distribution company. He interviewed me for the publicity
job and said, 'OK, you can have the job and, by the way, do you like motorcycle
movies?' I said, 'Yes, especially your Wild Angels,' and he said, 'Well,
good, because I'm desperate for screenplay writers. I'm over here in Ireland
for the next several months, and would you write a motorcycle movie for me?'
So I said, 'Sure.'
     I then went to a gifted friend of mine, a guy named Joe
Viola, who was directing commercials here in London and who's a great storyteller,
and said, 'Joe, we have the chance to write a script. What do you think?' and he
said, 'Absolutely.'
     We had heard that some of the better motorcycle movies had
been based on some of the Japanese samurai films - for example, Seven Samurai,
which had become The Magnificent Seven, became The Savage Seven directed
by Richard Rush; and, of course, Yojimbo had become For a Few Dollars More,
which in turn became some other terrific motorcycle movies. So we went to Rashomon -
because there's a murder and a lot of sword-fighting and abuse to women, which was
very popular in movies in those days, and unfortunately remains that way. We did
a motorcycle movie version of Rashomon and Roger read the script, and said, 'OK,
the knifing is great, the rape is great, but lose this varying points-of-view
thing, fill in the gaps.' He was off to the Middle East to try to put some
production deals together. 'I'll be back in four weeks. Have a script ready
for me and maybe, you know, it'll be made.'
     We met him at the London Hilton a month later, having
written our sleazified motorcycle Rashomon and we handed it to him in the
lobby of the hotel. He said, 'Wait a minute, guys. I'll read it right now, come
into the bar and have a drink.' That was strange, sitting at a table with a guy
who's reading your script while you make small talk with your partner. He read it
and looked at us and said, 'OK, this isn't bad. It needs a lot of rewriting, but
it's not bad. Joe, you direct commercials, so why don't you direct this film?
Jonathan, you've been trying to produce commercials, why don't you produce this
film? Be in Los Angeles in six weeks.' So that was it. Suddenly we were
filmmakers and we went over and did some rewriting and made the film - which
we made for $120,000 - and we kept working for him.
The second film you did, The Hot Box - you got to do some directing on that,
didn't you?
We were over in the Philippines - on one of the more remote islands, Negros - and
we had all the problems that the bigger movie, Apocalypse Now, later had:
we had monsoons, endless disasters; we got very behind schedule and it became
necessary to catch up, to have some second-unit work, which is when a smaller
team goes out and gets shots that don't involve dialogue.
     I went racing off to the local cinema because
I suddenly realized, 'Well, I've always loved movies, but how exactly do you
make them?' There was an Italian movie playing at the tiny little cinema on
the island, the Doomegeti Theatre - a remake of a Brazilian classic Conga
Shiero, directed by a guy named Giovanni Fado. It was exceptionally well
done. I scribbled shots down and went out with the second unit the next day
and stole some of Giovanni Fado's shots, set them up in the same way, and
just fell in love with the process.
     I had really discovered something. I thought, 'There's
a way of actually earning a living doing this. I want to go for it.' So when
we got back to Los Angeles I asked Roger if he'd give me a shot at directing and
he said, 'Sure, write up a women's prison movie and we'll take a look at it,'
and that, for my sins, became Caged Heat.