It could have been an interview in which all the proper questions were asked and all the proper answers given, and afterwards there would have been nothing. This way something was accomplished because there was no pretending.
I mean, I can’t sit in a situation where I’m with a bunch of polite people talking bullshit. I just can’t. It’s not a question of wanting to or not wanting to. It makes me terribly uncomfortable, and I just can’t do it. I hate being nice. I’m not nice. It’s better to start out crude. It’s so much simpler.
***John was referring to a different interview but he might as well have been talking about this Dick Cavett interview.
Above: Opening Night (John Cassavetes, 1977)
Below: The King of Comedy (Martin Scorsese, 1982)