Robert Towne
Both riffing on film noir and exploding it, Chinatown is often cited for having one of the greatest scripts ever written. Born and raised in Los Angeles, screenwriter Robert Towne approached the city with a native’s knowledge of its hidden places. Where Raymond Chandler evoked the city’s atmosphere, Towne explores its dark, sordid history. As a working-stiff P.I., Jack Nicholson hollows out the grandeur of old Hollywood, spending a large part of the movie recovering from a slit nostril inflicted by a rat-faced thug played by Chinatown director Roman Polanski—himself no stranger to the city’s dark side. Rather than a priceless statue or a fugitive murderer, Jake ends up chasing the city’s water supply, uncovering the brutal machinations that allowed a major city to flourish in the midst of a desert. John Huston, who directed several classic noirs, plays a wealthy industrialist whose corruption goes even deeper than his slithering frame suggests, but Towne’s approach is more melancholy than moralistic. This, the movie suggests, is the history we share, and no amount of self-deception can erase it. With the film now out on DVD in a new special collectors’ edition, Towne spoke to The A.V. Club about his discovery of Los Angeles’ hidden past, the trouble with Raymond Chandler, and his original plans to make Chinatown the first part of a film trilogy.
The A.V. Club: The extent to which screenwriters are involved in Hollywood productions varies wildly, so it’s difficult to know how much credit or blame the writer deserves for any given film. To what extent does Chinatown still feel like the movie you wrote?
Robert Towne: Well, look, I was intimately involved in the process from the time that the equivalent of the light bulb went off in my head through production and even post-production. I had a very close relationship with Roman, and it was written for Jack. I very much identify with the movie. It was about the city I grew up in. And in some ways it was an attempt to recreate that city. It’s very personal to me.
AVC: By 1975, you’d had The Last Detail produced from your script, but before that, you spent many years doing uncredited rewrites. Did any of that frustration find its way into your protagonist’s frustrations with the system in Chinatown?
RT: Oh, I don’t think so. A lot of what was behind that movie was the realization of the amount of destruction and corruption that went on to create the city as it was—my being introduced to that. Becoming aware of it, and then having my own experiences with City Hall. I just thought so much was laid waste to for the sake of greed, really. I think that that’s behind it. Also a sense of loss, and I don’t know what you would call it—the elegance. A kind of odd beauty in a place that was neither city nor country, somewhere in between, that had elements of both that was being lost.
AVC: The movie is a period piece, but some of the elements, in particular where you’re dealing with the private ownership of a public utility, are almost prescient, give how many of our formerly public institutions have been turned over to for-profit corporations.
RT: Well, I remember that. At the time, the DWP was very put out about the movie. The Department of Water and Power. I guess it was, but I found it an extraordinary notion that private individuals had owned such a public commodity as the city’s water.
AVC: The movie is very much in the tradition of Raymond Chandler and movies like The Big Sleep. But it also undermines it. Philip Marlowe gets beat up on a regular basis, but he doesn’t have a big hunk of gauze strapped to his face for half the movie. Is it easier for you to have a genre to push against when you’re writing, or is it more restrictive?
RT: Well, exactly. You hit upon something I think really is central to the working of something like that. As much as I loved reading Raymond Chandler, and in particular his love of the city, or his appreciation of those elements of the city that he found memorable—he’d write about the tomcat smell of eucalyptus and things that were part of my consciousness growing up, my sensibility growing up. But, having said that, his hero, Philip Marlowe, would never do divorce work. He considered it beneath the dignity of a tarnished knight. His mode of dress was careless at best. And the kind of crimes that he dealt with were usually one way or another like The Maltese Falcon—there was nothing about public corruption, or almost nothing I can recall. I knew that detectives in the ’30s and ’40s that were successful did nothing but divorce work until they got to be successful. And they were flashy. They were clotheshorses. And also when people get hurt, they don’t recover right away. So it was just an attempt to bring a level of reality to life at that time that the conventions of cinema had sort of obliterated.