Roland Emmerich: Post Apocalypse
BY Ari Karpel
October 21 2011 4:00 AM ET
Jake Gyllenhaal treks through a super-storm in blinding snow leading a small group of survivors to safety. A spaceship hovers over the White House, then destroys the seat of executive power with a single shot of its deadly laser. On Mount Corcovado, the statue of Christ that keeps watch over Rio de Janeiro crumbles to pieces as it’s overcome by a massive tidal wave.
These images, from three of the highest-grossing movies of all time — The Day After Tomorrow, Independence Day, and 2012, respectively — are indelible examples of Hollywood’s contemporary disaster epic. All of them were made by one man, Roland Emmerich, but most moviegoers couldn’t pick him out in a lineup, let alone name him. And that’s fine by him.
While the eight Hollywood studio films Emmerich has directed have collectively grossed more than $1 billion, the German expat has flown under the radar, rarely doing interviews and shying away from public speaking. But as he prepares to release his latest film, Anonymous, a more personally meaningful movie than any of his previous work, Emmerich is ready to loosen the grip on his public image, making himself significantly less anonymous.
Anonymous is a (mostly) disaster-free tale of literary and palace intrigue in Elizabethan England. It stars a cavalcade of respected British actors, including Vanessa Redgrave, Derek Jacobi, and Mark Rylance, in a story that brings to life one theory about the authorship of Shakespeare’s plays — that the Earl of Oxford, Edward de Vere (played by Rhys Ifans), was the true Bard.
“A writer doesn’t work out of nowhere,” Emmerich explains in heavily accented English, clearly displaying the passion he has in believing that Shakespeare cannot be the man history has made him. “The more I read about it the more it pissed me off about Stratfordians,” he says of scholars who maintain that William Shakespeare’s plays were written by the actor of that name from Stratford-upon-Avon. “They believe that art comes out of nowhere, out of the thin air. Like you’re just a genius and you write about things, you know about everything all of a sudden.”
The whole Shakespeare’s-not-who-you-thought-he-was scenario is a departure for Emmerich, but it turns out that Anonymous is only the beginning of Emmerich’s transformation as a filmmaker. What he really wants to do is direct a gay film.
When Emmerich began making films in his home country, he was driven to not become a gay filmmaker. “When you were in Germany and a gay director, you could only do gay films. I didn’t want to fall into that,” he explains. “So I kept my mouth shut. All my friends knew that I was gay, but I was not publicly gay.”
He moved to the U.S. in the early 1990s and started making movies, beginning with the Jean-Claude Van Damme–Dolph Lundgren vehicle Universal Soldier. Little by little, he came out publicly.
“It happened naturally,” he says. “You get more famous, then you take your boyfriend to some [red-carpet event] and they ask, ‘Oh, who’s that?’ You say, ‘My boyfriend.’ You kind of just don’t hide it anymore.” Emmerich lives with his musician boyfriend of three years, Omar de Soto, on a five-acre Los Angeles estate built in 1919.
“I actually avoid premieres,” Emmerich says. “I avoid everything. I have to be talked into going to my own premieres.”
Still, within Los Angeles’s gay community, Emmerich is well-known for hosting boy parties that attract hundreds — even more than a thousand, he says—scantily clad twinks (his word) to do “God knows what” in and around his pool. But Emmerich has sworn off what had become an annual Pride weekend pool party that he cohosted with his longtime friend Bryan Singer, director of X-Men and X2.
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