TIME Magazine
Interview 1978
Steven Spielberg by Dave Pirie
Film directors are not best known for their modesty or their tact.
And to be signed by Universal Pictures to an exclusive seven year
contract before turning 21 would be enough to turn most of them
into monsters of the first kind.
Nor do Steven Spielberg's accomplishments stop there. Only a couple
of years later he made 'Duel', probably the most critically acclaimed
made-for-TV movie in television history. And before he had quite
turned 30 his name was on not one, but two, of Hollywood's all-time
box office hits. On his last two films alone he was entrusted
with around 25,000,000 dollars of other people's money.
The record is so formidable that it's hard to envisage the man
behind it as anything less than a thoroughgoing egomaniac. And
the prospect of a long hotel room interview shortly after he wrapped
'Close Encounters' seemed more likely to test our therapeutic
than any critical ones.
But unfortunately life sometimes defies the bland character assumptions
of the movies: Steven Spielberg turned out to be the most engaging
and unassuming of film makers. His conversation is shy and thoughtful,
warming especially to his first passion: movies. Spielberg made
his earliest film at the age of 12 and you get the feeling that
his child-like enthusiasm for the movies has - in complete contrast
to someone like Bogdanovich - actually helped to isolate him from
the usual neuroses of power.
At Long Beach State. I was actually
just staying there so I wouldn't have to serve in Vietnam.
Locked into the technical side of film from such an early age,
he seems to enact his present eminence less like a superstar than
a slightly absent-minded scientist - one so immersed in his own
experiments that he is not too surprised to find more and more
resources at his disposal. Unlike Orson Welles and other young
prodigies who came to films via other media, Spielberg is essentially
a pure film freak who has spent almost all his life absorbing
popular movie culture. Consequently he needs no alibis.
But unlike so many other new American movie-makers Spielberg did
not start off in film school. 'I began making a lot of films in
high school. But I didn't go to film school, in fact I majored
in English. At Long Beach State. I was actually just staying there
so I wouldn't have to serve in Vietnam. If the draft had not been
after me I probably wouldn't have gone to college at all. So over
those four years I did almost nothing except movie-making. I was
able to make enough money working in the cafeteria and doing odd
jobs to be able to buy a roll of film, rent a camera from Burns
& Sawyer and go out on weekends to shoot small experimental
films...'
After raking together enough cash to make a short called 'Ambulance',
Spielberg hawked it through Universal, where people knew him as
a kid who was always hanging around.
'I had met a lot of people. None of them were willing to help
me. Matter of fact I couldn't get a producer to sit down and look
at anything. The toughest thing to do was to get someone to sit
down and look at your work. But I knew some of the editors from
hanging around the editing rooms and one day I met a man called
Chuck Silvers in the hall. And I showed him a few of my films.
He did take the time to see them. He was very nice to me. He got
the film to the head of Universal Television. And eventually this
man summoned me to his office. He was sitting there in his French
provincial office overlooking Universal. Just like a scene out
of "The Fountainhead". And he said "I'd like you
to work here under contract. Start in the TV area, and then maybe
branch out and do a feature." It was all very vague. So I
signed a seven year contract without consulting an agent.'
Not yet 21, Spielberg was put to work straight away on the pilot
for what would become the TV series 'Night Gallery': 'It was a
very macabre story starring Joan Crawford. I read the script and
I said. "Jesus, can't I do something about young people?"
And he said: "I'd take this if I were you." I was so
frightened that even now the whole period is a bit of a blank.
I was walking on eggs. I was told not to change one word of dialogue
or they'd have me. They'd put sprocket-holes up and down my sides.
And I had no idea I was telling a story. To me it was just a menu
of shots. It was a memorandum of things to do that day. It was
only when I saw the show years later that I suddenly discovered
the story I was telling.'
After this traumatic initiation, Spielberg was repaid by not being
asked to do anything else for at least a year. His contract was
suspended: 'I was regarded on the Universal lot as a folly, a
novelty item, bric-a-brac for the mantelpiece. Something to joke
about at parties. I even left Universal for a year. And then finally
I got back into television on a series called "The Psychiatrist".
I guess I was 22 then and they felt I was old enough to direct
television. So the ice cracked and I got in. And I did "Marcus
Welby" and "The Name of the Game" and "Colombo",
and this and that until "Duel" came along.' 'Duel' was
the remarkable made-for-TV movie based on a short story by Richard
Matheson about a man fighting an anonymous truck. Released in
Europe as a theatrical feature, it established Spielberg in many
critics' eyes as a cool and brilliant handler of hardware, perhaps
even an unconscious visual poet of the technological society.
And he said "I'd like you to work
here under contract. Start in the TV area, and then maybe branch
out and do a feature." It was all very vague. So I signed
a seven year contract without consulting an agent.
But Spielberg talks with unexpected penetration about the film's
implications:’ The hero of "Duel" is typical of
that lower middle-class American who's insulated by suburban modernization.
It begins on Sunday: you take your car to be washed. You have
to drive it but it's only a block away. And, as the car's being
washed, you go next door with the kids and you buy them ice-cream
at the Dairy Queen and then you have lunch at the plastic McDonald's
with seven zillion hamburgers sold. And then you go off to the
games room and you play the quarter games: the Tank and the Pong
and Film-Flam. And by that time you go back and your car's all
dry and ready to go and you get into the car and you drive to
the Magic Mountain plastic amusement park and you spend the day
there eating junk food. Afterwards you drive home, stopping at
all the red lights, and the wife is waiting with dinner on. And
you have instant potatoes and eggs without cholesterol, because
they're artificial - and you sit down and you turn on the television
set, which has become the reality as opposed to the fantasy this
man has lived with that entire day. And you watch the primetime,
which is pabulum and nothing more than watching a night-light.
And you see the news at the end of that, which you don't want
to listen to because it doesn't conform to the reality you've
just been through primetime with. And at the end of all that you
go to sleep and you dream about making enough money to support
weekend America.
'This is the kind of man portrayed in "Duel". And a
man like that never expects to be challenged by anything more
than his television set breaking down and having to call the repair
man.'
Spielberg admits that 'Duel' and 'Something Evil' - the astonishing
occult thriller that climaxed his TV career - were among the last
films he's actually enjoyed shooting. 'Jaws' in particular was
a production nightmare: 'The problems were so enormous on "Jaws"
that even after a week I forgot I was in the film business. I
thought I was working for the Oceanographic Institute. Which was
just as well because it was in the first week that I learned my
very first theatrical feature, "Sugarland Express",
had died at the box office. "Jaws" was about four hours
a day shooting, eight hours anchoring boats and trying to fight
the ocean and get the shark to work. The shark didn't work so
often that I was forced to cut it continually on about the fourth
frame. If I didn't, you'd see what the shark was made of, how
the eyes really looked and the air bubbles roaring out of the
mouth.'
The huge success of 'Jaws' has partly served to obscure how much
pure visual dexterity Spielberg brought to a relatively conventional
story. He works from his own sketches, laboriously mapping out
every shot in advance of production: 'On every movie I make, unless
there's enough money for me to have a personal sketch artist,
I sketch out all my shots in advance and then use them to edit
the movie in my head. This really paid off on "Jaws"
which was the most intricately sketched movie I've done. At the
start of shooting "Duel" I did about four or five hundred
individual sketches and stuck them to the walls of the motel in
the desert where we were shooting. I can still see them wrapped
around the living-room, wrapped around the bedroom, even wrapped
around part of the bathroom. But the tough thing is somehow to
get these conceptions on the screen. It's terrible because it
preoccupies most of my REM [rapid eye movement, i.e. dreaming]
hours at night. I'm thinking of lost film most of the time.'
"Jaws" was about four hours
a day shooting, eight hours anchoring boats and trying to fight
the ocean and get the shark to work. The shark didn't work so
often that I was forced to cut it continually on about the fourth
frame.
One 'lost' film which Spielberg has now managed to reconstruct
with the help of Columbia is the prototype of 'Close Encounters
of the Third Kind'. Ironically, the new blockbuster is partly
based on a two-hour film about UFOs called 'Firelight' which Spielberg
made with 400 dollars borrowed from his father while he was still
at school. Spielberg appears to be so much at home both with the
visual arts and electronic technology that he was the obvious
person to make the first high-budget Hollywood feature about flying
saucers. But 'Close Encounters' is quite different from either
the popcorn munching kid's adventure tone of 'Star Wars' or the
hysterical paranoia of the UFO exploitation features of the '50s.
It is less a mystery or even a science fiction story than a film
about wonder. Its true progenitors are not Heinlein and Asimov
but Disney and DeMille. In fact there are explicit references
to both these film-makers in the film and, like their work, 'Close
Encounter’s determinedly and intentionally naive. The bizarre
thing is that, while moving into this almost-impossible-to-recapture
territory, the film remains so effective.
The basic theme takes up a favorite hypothesis of every UFO enthusiast:
namely that the US government has been covering up all UFO sightings
while quietly preparing its own reception for the aliens. In fact
in one superbly Spielbergian moment the top secret personnel set
out for their mysterious rendezvous in a fleet of trucks masquerading
as the icons of consumer America: Baskins-Robbins, Coca-Cola etc.
But the difference between 'Close Encounters' and the earlier
cinema of wonder is that while DeMille and Disney could make their
audiences gasp with the tackiest special effects, Spielberg and
'Space Odyssey' maestro Douglas Trumbull have to go to much greater
lengths. For one amazing sequence they hired a huge dirigible
hangar in Mobile, Alabama, and set about creating an exterior
night location inside it, including a night-sky studded with hundreds
of arc-lights. ('A nightmare in lighting,' Spielberg says, 'at
least 40 electricians had to be flown in to handle it.')
The result of all this may not be a masterpiece of intellectual
sophistication. But it is the first film in years likely to give
its audience a tingle of shocked emotion not based on fear, approaching,
in fact, a child's first feeling in the cinema. And that is an
emotion Steven Spielberg seems uniquely equipped to communicate.
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