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...
I'm sorry, Mr. Truffaut.
This theatrical suicide, this staging scene unworthy of Alfred Hitchcock.
No, Mr. Truffaut, I don't believe it not. But finally, you saw the body.
It's not difficult to understand that gripping a gun is natural.
How do you expect that I could put force a weapon in this hand?
I'm not saying you killed him, I say you could have done it.
Agree that there is reason to wonder.
The universal studios, which are not aware of anything,
suddenly learn your presence in their premises
and discover at the same time the death of Alfred Hitchcock.
Before entering these studios, you should have announced yourself. Who are you?
I don't see you, Besides, this ice cream, Antain.
Mr. Truffaut, as I told you, I represent universal studios.
I am a lawyer, my mother is French.
The death of Alfredi Tchoc will trigger an earthquake.
Whatever happened, you are mixed up. If you don't tell me everything.
Rigorously everything. You will escape perhaps to an incremation,
but your person will definitely be over-considered as undesirable in the United States.
Your person and your films. Resume.
If you arrive there about half an hour,
touch his forehead, you see if it is cold.
We don't do anything before laboratory intervention.
You have arrived, Lyenne Demiheur. But yesterday you were there.
When you left this office, Was Mr. Hitchcock alive?
Obviously, I'm dying to tell you.
You have a little way cynical for choosing your words.
Excuse me, that's one way to speak, I am upset.
This death is for me sorrow, you can't...
We will have to convince ourselves of this, M.-Trifot. Tell me about it.
Mr. Hitchcock arrived around 3 p.m., I guess, from his editing room.
No, no, no. From the beginning, I tell you, so, you hit? Yes.
However, you had that Wouldn't anyone be there?
Indeed, I was told so, but you never know. Who, did you say?
I repeat to you, Mr. Hitchcock, a of his collaborators, I no longer know.
But finally, what what is interrogation?
I'll make you again, we have ahead of us an hour
maximum before the events do not fade away.
I repeat, I am here to help you,
let's at least develop our version of the facts. So yesterday...
So yesterday...
I first turn on the light because the room
is in the dark and I put my things down.
Then I walk around the office.
Are you looking for something?
No, no, I was mostly very very impressed.
I don't know if you're going back often in France, but Mr.
Hitchcock is considered there like a great filmmaker.
And at the same time, I underestimate.
Finally, it's another history, in a magazine where
I worked a lot, we used to.
He is a cinema notebook. Do you know notebooks?
Mr. Hitchcock insists that the studio receives them.
So the idea was to make a very long interview with Mr Hitchcock
to produce a beautiful book with photos, scene drafts,
show the reverse side of the tapestry.
All this invisible work that there is behind each film,
but Mr Hickcock agreed, finally... I thought so. Did you think so? Yes.
All this is incomprehensible. Don't don't be discouraged, Mr Trifot,
resume concretely, you do around the office, and then...
And then...
Yes, I put my tape recorder to try it,
I take out my things and find myself alone.
Yes, that's it, finding myself alone, I started dictating some texts
with the intention of sending them to my collaborator in Paris. Your collaborators?
Yes, my coach film assistant, my production house, Lucette de Givray.
And it's not bad there.
While I was dictating, I had abruptly the feeling of a presence.
Thanks, what are you?
Mr Truffaut, I presume you are. Oh, I'm... I'm sorry.
Don't apologize. I'm Alma Hitchcock. Enchanted. Excuse me. Veriglade.
Speak French. THANKS. My English is so terrible.
You've tried nuts. Nuts?
It is sovereign for language learning.
Their oil acts on the neurons. Here. Look
inside. The proof.
It looks like a little brain.
THANKS. And you love your movies? Coming from him...
We saw it twice I moaned. A once for Jules... Once for Jules.
It's so shocking. THANKS. You know Jean Renoir, obviously.
Yes, very good. You know he lives in some white people here? Yes, yes, I know.
I'll try to go see him, but the book will leave little time.
You will really write a book on and-I-en? Yes.
Like I told your husband in our telegram exchange,
a book will analyze each of us of his films as a cinephile.
He seemed touched by my proposal.
No, but Marie still has a lot not to be taken, you know.
After psycho, Riruindo and Vertigo. He can do much better.
In your place, it is this Renoir who I will make a book. On Renoir?
But Renoirs is famous. And then? And then?
Think that I, François Truffaut, who only three unfortunate films were made,
I could contribute, however little it may be,
knowledge that the world whole of Jean Renoir would be
an intolerable pretension on my part.
What you are saying there is not not very nice for Richie.
How so? Not very nice? This gives you don't mind making him known.
Oh.
Madam, your husband is not busy at all the place that should be his.
Mr. Hitchcock is cruelly underrated in America.
You have seen the horrors that the newspapers Have New Yorkers written about psychos?
Ah, they didn't understand anything. They don't simply don't take it seriously.
The critics are often right,
but in certain areas, precisely, the one that concerns Mr. Hitchcock,
he inevitably misses the truth. And you weren't critical? Yes.
Besides, when I prepared the 400 shots, I
spent half my time in the cinema notebook.
We shouldn't have push a lot to
Let's watch a movie and its director.
The rest of the time, I was put in scene and I only wanted one thing.
Check out the reviews!
which, in both case, was quite unfair.
Critics always imagine that filmmakers only think about business.
It's stupid!
Even the directors the poorest scene
dream as secretly as make masterpieces.
And that's why they fail most of the time. Oh, really?
Yes, yes, it was Algebraic. Algebraic? Yes.
Good cinema is an art of travel.
The filmmakers are here to shake the rules, to transgress.
A good director will therefore multiply the false trails, the little games,
entertain the audience to be able to say then important things.
This is what the critics don't like not. They feel that they are being manipulated.
Now, your husband is the greatest of manipulative, hence the hostility of critics.
They feel like Mr. Hitchcock distracts students instead of edifying them.
The worst of them have ended up inventing this
opposition revolt between work of reflection and work
entertainment.
I didn't understand a single word of what you just said.
But I love listening to you. You have so much passion.
and chief and suspense.
Madam...
My book will have no other ambition than to reveal to the world
the true genius of your husband. Songeé like last April in New York,
a reviewer almost dissuaded me from it do, going so far as to insinuate that this book
would damage my reputation as a filmmaker. So, how do you see this book?
Your husband once said, the murders he you have to film them like love scenes.
And love scenes like murder. Well we are going to make a love book
and we will build it like murder. Stop! Stop!
Like murder, you
did you really say that?
Yes, yes, I understand that today, it could take an unfortunate turn,
but it was a rather literary formula. Ms. Mich Coquente will testify... Finally...
And then...
Then we were Alma, Hitchcock and me.
And this love book we will construct it as murder.
I'll be the cop who leads a examination. An interrogation? Yes.
In the first scene of Psycho, why did you make the man shirtless
while Janet Lee wears a bra? For what?
That is not the point, Mr Truffaut. Janet Devry for being the greatest,
she wants to do it. It's a pity. Hello, Mr. Hitchcock.
Oh, Hitchie, you're a child. You think Is it funny that we act like this?
Easter Hitchcock.
Thank you for receiving my recipes and accepting a bottle with your experience.
François, we would like you appear to be grateful.
Put yourself in the spotlight, for me.
And an América, she hates...
Uh... In America, they call you each. Purpose we in France, we call you Mr. Itchcock.
Thank you. Thank you so much, Francois. So, full light, Hirsch.
Did you have a good trip? How have you found your hotel?
Do you have time to take a shower? A shower!
Oh, what if you're going to terrorize François?
Oh, French wine. For me, it's throne.
It was chosen by my friend Chabrol.
I am healthy, my redemption. Oh dear.
...
I'm scratching my head over it.
It is indeed the wine that Graskelli opens at the start of windows on course
to hide his protruding daughters with James Stewart. Precisely.
Happy birthday, Mr Redcock.
You know.
Oh, kind.
Ooh
You know what?
It's my birthday too. We were born the same year.
– Um, the same day? – Oh, no! I'm much younger.
My birthday is tomorrow.
Ah, well, happy birthday, ma'am. The same year, almost the same day,
it is a sign from heaven. I blame myself fatally to arrive empty-handed.
Don't worry, the gift for Alfred suits me completely.
Glass of blood, Mrs. Hitchcock.
What is it?
Cheers!
In France, the newspapers talk a lot of your new film, The Birds.
I assume you are in the middle of editing.
Foswai is in the process of close the children.
Ah yes, I do editions, the assembly, here in a side room.
But here in America, no one cares.
We only talk about the death of Marilyn Monroe for Kriegsch.
Ah yes yes, it's a tragedy. She had a heel.
Justine, a fragility, we felt in her game that she
wouldn't grow old, that he would break right away,
that she would keep forever the image of his youth.
It is the privilege of those who die too quickly.
I don't understand why men prefer blondes.
Madam, she especially had a blondness of soul.
Yes, well, anyway, people don't want
know if it's a accident or suicide.
Neither one nor the other, obviously. Pardon? It is of course a murder.
Naturally, Mr. Sechkopf, you are right.
When a pretty girl dies, he Always look for the culprit.
As you say in France, look for the man.
Oh?
So for me, it's... John Houston.
When Marilynne saw the misfitts on the screen,
the shock was too severe, you don't believe.
Very brilliant, François. Houston would not make a good culprit.
He is too brutal, too direct. Too obvious. Do you understand?
too obvious. To keep the public happy, we have to hold a more twisted assassin.
Understand, my dear François, as unexpected as possible.
I prefer a very respectable, a very good person.
I would rather be a woman. A question of vice? No longer seems perverted.
Is that what you mean? No, no, no. No question of vices.
Question of sharpness. I think than fuller women,
more uncompromising, when it comes to of feelings. I remain a man.
A methodical brain. After all, it is an impossible crime to prove.
The perfect murder. Hunting the still.
Come on, first of all!
Well...
So for me, it's... Jody Maggio, the baseball player, his ex-husband,
completely lost in the shenanigans of Hollywood and who is cracking... No?
Arthur Miller, her current husband...
An intellectual jealousy. Yes. 1000 hours, famous playwrights,
see that George Cucorque, he despises, depicts his wife.
You know how George Cocorque is a notorious homosexual,
in love with women. So, in these cases,
the husband may feel to be doubly ousted,
that his virility is of no use to him, or worse than she had accused him of. Yes.
So, very coldly, he killed.
We have a close-up on a key, the key to the medicine cabinet.
Two hands, we'll open the door and we're going to take the baking soda.
Which are not sodium bicarbonate.
And which does not replace not nefarious sums.
Bravo François, very brilliant. You insult me.
Only you forget that they were divorced. Divorce? Yes.
Military and Married for 6 months.
Allaga
Your culprit?
John Fitzgerald Kennedy.
The president? Yes.
He is in love with her. Everyone knows that. It’s tricky for his ambitions.
Voters don't like not infidelities.
They feel like if they cheat his wife, he makes them all crazy.
Yes, yes, yes. It was a plausible motive. Don't forget the rules, François.
The better would be the bad guy. The better the thread would be.
It's very interesting what you say there, Mr. Hitchcock.
We are at the heart of our book.
You never had want to play Monro?
She had his penis on her face.
It was impossible to create suspense with her. She had no mystery.
Except, after his death.
death and the most rewarding moment of existence. Mr. Truffaut.
These are his exact words.
At the word ready, you think well that the formula struck me. And...
You remember the tone What did Mr. Hitchcock have?
His usual tone, seriousness,
the very basis of his humor and perhaps even with all his style as a filmmaker,
delivered the most extraordinary fels with extreme tranquility,
as evidence of the world.
So that all reality is turned upside down in a sort of fourth dimension.
Nothing that evokes, I don't know, discouragement, depression?
No, no, quite the contrary. Mr. Hitchcock is even mystified.
He always had something happy thing. Continued?
Yes.
Yes.
Do you understand? I expected it see passionate about the book project,
but I found someone in front of me who kept slipping away.
Remarkably supported by his wife, I must say, and at this moment,
I was not far from think it was Madame
Hitchcock who pulled all the strings.
In short, I'm rowing. I rowed, I fought the sides to find a grip.
Concerning the birds, I searched for Daphne's novel
Dumourier and I must say that I didn't find it.
Please forgive me for not having read it.
But you don't excuse me I didn't speak it either.
You mean you have adapted the book without reading it.
I was told the story. That's enough.
You know, it all happens time in Hollywood.
I think that for a director of your quality, it was different.
Oh, François, you are young, but speaks in addition to your French cinema,
which is much more interesting.
Here in Hollywood we make films to entertain children.
No, not at all, Mr. Hitchcock.
Your films are very adult, and I'm here to prove it.
François,
stay funny. You will bore the audience.
...
No, it's crap.
You have worked with writers William I. Rich,
Raymond Chandler, you inspired by Patricia Ismice.
Patricia is also the first name of our daughter, Patricia. Patricia? Yes.
Can you tell me what you interested in books?
What do these books have been worn at your job?
It depends on the size of the books. Some make very good wedges for the table.
The others are only good to be read.
You don't remember maybe not, Mr. Hitchcock,
but we are seen 7 years ago in Paris,
at the Saint-Maurice studio when you did
post synchronization from hand to collar.
You are cateocif! How do you want that I forget a moment like this?
You were so froze! Conchelet in Paris!
Yes, my friend Chabrol and I we had been ridiculous,
but you have to know that we were
very very impressed to the idea of seeing you.
It was December, at night,
I had covered the studio courtyard in which had a small pond
and blurred by the rocks of hand to the collar, we are
went out without seeing that we We walked on the frozen pool.
The ice cracked, we planes that
the size and the amount of fun was ruined.
You came out frozen.
And now every time I take a
whiskey on the rocks, I can't help myself,
but to think of you two when I hear the ice cubes.
and I feel all shocked in the glass.
And at that time, you announced three projects.
A remake of the man who knew too much,
a more realistic film you have called the false culprit and vertigo.
According to French novelists, Bois-Los and Narce Jacques.
In these three films, you completed them all.
Which is extremely rare in the history of cinema,
three magnificent films, all totally different.
C. François, that’s very kind.
The False Guilty for example is a magnificent film,
since it is made entirely of point of view of the incarcerated man.
In the cinema notebook, we We really liked this film.
But what is a film next to it? of your beau wins so delicious?
Every time I go to film in France, I am aggressive on purpose to have some margin.
For the moment, at Côte d'Azur, I lost 5 kilos.
Yes, but coming back from the Côtes d’Asure after
the filming, you were 10 kilos heavier.
I really like the way of film the French Riviera for you.
For example, at the beginning of Rebecca, when the magnificent mother having
foot of the olive orange tree and that John Fontaine only has it for himself
Rebecca, with this great mandelée house, there
can't be more romantic that our English manors
Rebecca, it's a good movie, a little old, maybe seen before
Already seen? I assure you that for us, in France...
It's a film that lacks a little love. As Mrs. Hitchcock just said.
I didn't say it. Sorry, you you said “It’s Romantic”. And this?
“It is Romantic” means “All the public will be good”!
I watched the film again last week. It was very modern, very stylized.
We feel that it is your first American-style film.
An American, yes, but with a director English, with an English actor.
And according to the novel by our man, English!
Was the adaptation faithful to the
novel? Very faithful!
Let's talk about loyalty. Concentrate the story of the two goats
who are eating the reels of a film adapted from a best-seller.
To one wean, Adia, to the other.
Phew! I prefer the book!
The main character of the film, It's Mrs. Danvers, the housekeeper.
Danvers darling, Danvers. Yanné is the witch.
Rebecca, she is a fairy tale with a handsome prince and a beautiful ingenue.
And Joan Fontaine, ce Cinderella. Yes, Sandrillon.
This is what gives the film its universe.
Versality, the way of filming is completely of today and yet
as and when they arise the images, we find the carriage.
Like a story that comes from far away, which brings to the surface the
childhood elements, moments that we have all, I said, experienced.
Precisely, cinderella, bot in the rain. Cinderella in the rain?
It's a little-known fact. What we don't don't know in Sandrian's story,
it's only the night of the ball it was raining heavily
and cinderella was deceived. So, when she arrived at the castle,
she was rushed by the great fireplace and she lifted her skirts
and her petticoats in a way a little... Your lusts.
She spread her legs in order to dry off.
At this precise moment, the prince charming appeared in the room.
And he told Cinderella, if For me, it's not too well cooked.
Oh Hitchie, I can't say it. Dicleu in French.
And at that very moment, the prince charms jumped in the room and he was saying,
“Sondrion, if that is for me, no tricks! »
You always said to my husband, to learn
to write a good script, you have to train
to tell jokes. Yes, it is very beneficial.
It's...
What I remember from this story, Mr. Hitchcock,
despite the joy gayness of the conclusion,
is what it reveals in you a great childhood spirit.
I always had the impression that in your films, the
facts, carriages, ghosts are never far away,
that you make the films that you would have loved seeing you when you were little.
Oh, François knows it's a bit of a little brother. Yeah, it was good.
Well done, François.
Well done, that's a bit too clear.
Me, I'm like you in the cinema notebook.
Me, I don't believe in the film, in the message.
Me, I make thrillers for give advice to children.
Go for it!
first concert.
never go to jail!
STAY OUT OF JAIL!
Thank you. Do you know the story of magic socks.
Oh, let's talk film, Hitchie.
Known to know, the king and the rock of the desert.
That's right, very early.
I have to go home. Francis, we are going celebrating our two birthdays tonight.
I am absolutely counting on you. Simple little dinner party.
No, I miss you. THANKS.
But that's not possible.
But I had prepared you French cuisine.
Oh, Mrs. Hitchcock, it's you who do it, Flir.
Uh, no, no. I'm going call my office in Paris.
I have to work on my next one movie. Good. Well, poop called to post.
D.C. The Long Distance course of order predicted.
from here, to pay for the wake-up call.
I will apprehend you to see everything to take you back to your hotel.
But in the meantime...
Be my guest.
Good evening Mr Truffaut.
It's good?
and you were left alone.
Did you call your office?
Yes.
Well, no? Yes or no? I called
Paris but not my office. Really? Yes. Who?
Listen, I might as well tell you, I was a little... indelica. Explain yourself.
I'm sorry to have it made at the expense of the U.S.
I also intended to repay the amount.
That's not the problem, Mr. Treffaut. Stick to the facts.
The truth is that I have called my friend Claude Chabrol.
He is a former journalist from Caillet, today a director, like me.
He is very invested in the book project. And then?
And then, Chabrol explained to me than the big studios
distrust transmitters on the intellectual scene.
What criticism supports and what gives interviews with specialized newspapers.
They fear that the public will reject them. This arrival, Sanwell, it is in his opinion,
Mr Hitchcock feared something similar.
The book the spawns. He tried to dissuade me. With reason? Yes.
Chabrol advised me to write a letter to Mr.
Hitchcock to prick it to the point, what I did.
A letter? Yes.
I wrote the letter, I got it entrusted to the studio doorman
so that it arrives without wait at the Hitchcocks.
And that's it.
The rest, I arrived this morning first at the studio as I was asked.
I listen.
I told you everything.
Time is running out, Mr. Treffaut, tell, try to remember.
This must all make sense.
Yes.
or if you want...
I arrived this morning, the first to studio, as I was asked,
and finding myself alone, I... I started working for me.
Good morning, Mr Truffaut.
Good morning, ma'am.
Mr. Hitchcock, is he with you? Hitchi? I think he was with you.
No, I haven't read it.
It's weird.
This morning he left very early.
Last night we were drinking champagne
and he received a letter from the studios that he caused a lot of disruption. Didn't he sleep?
I don't know.
I heard him coming and going.
I wonder what universe Salve wanted it.
It's me who writes to him.
I wanted him to know how much the book we are going to
doing is important to him and for the history of cinema.
Did you yell at him? I'll be frank, madam. Last night I was mad with rage.
His behavior disappointed me greatly.
I thought it was necessary give him a shock,
but perhaps I learned a little hard.
What did you say that was so mean?
What I said were things we never expected...
Basically, I wrote that if Mr. Hitchcock judged his last films a little weak,
that they at least agree to discuss its successes of the past. Did you say that?
You wrote that these last films were weak!
It was for the quick pickets!
Louis who has such confidence in you!
And what are you doing there? I prepare the equipment.
You are really very sure of yourself, Mr. Trouffon. It's like your press.
Good night.
Looks like someone used it.
My little François, I received your letter and I appreciate your frankness.
I recognize here the impertinence of young people from Caillet de cinéma.
You are right. I think I have maybe talented. Formerly.
I filmed a long time ago, two or three films that deserve interest.
I quite liked nature on course, thanks to her being sober.
But this war, like you say it with so much
narrowly, we must obey a law of nature.
Your intelligent nature convinced me of my limits. I had a lot of fun.
And the public too, I think. So, I tell you this with relief.
The birds on the last Alfred Hitchcock.
Return quickly to Paris. Turn around so pretty movie. I would have liked to do it, I have done it,
but in my time, a woman could live between two men,
that if one was his father and the other his psychoanalyst.
Be happy from Swa. Yours
is here, the hitch.
You know, we often call my husband, The Diabolical Mr. Hitchcock.
But I believe that the devil...
It's you.
He should be home now.
I'm an eraser!
...
That's where we found the body.
He was lying there with the gun in his hand. hand. We didn't touch it.
Death was certain, obvious suicide.
It was at that moment that Mrs. Tchocque called you.
I was too upset to do anything.
Thank you Mr MacGuffin. That will be all for now. Leave us.
...
...
...
...
Ah!
You know it's very tired of being dead.
Don't say that, Hitchie. I I'm sure you loved it.
You are such a necrophiliac.
Don't forget, Madame Verve Hitchcock, that you speak with hunger. Ah!
Yes, Frankie. I am dead. And it was you who killed me.
What is it that killed you?
Yes. You have accomplished a diabolically skillful murder,
since you are arranged for someone someone else makes the gesture at your age.
We took a nose trigger, but it's you, it's Boo, the culprit! Did you say?
Boo, you made me think it's a Raimalan! Don the crime was almost perfect.
Yes, when he comes forward so that his wife is accused of her place,
she becomes aware of a murder and victim like me in this sad story.
It's me, grass, Kenny. Oh, you murderer! Mr Eticoque,
I never wanted to kill you, and you're not dead. I don't know what I'm saying.
I know, I put you in the opposition of the innocent wrongly accused.
But that's all I had as a means at my disposal,
so that you feel the way you feel when you're wrongly accused.
You can feel what we feel when you are unjustly accused.
So that you will have this apprehension.
Telling what is that word, the word for the emptiness. Void, void, void.
Empty, empty, brutal, and this fear, this afraid... Quick, quick, shit, quick, shit.
That's exactly it, but you know, fear, I know.
I know, François.
I feel it.
This is what brings us together.
Did you see how I adjusted the light? Focus! His face... The grave...
Pfff... Bloodstains. The stay I let the black win.
So that’s my makeup.
What did you think? my little scene?
Perfect.
and my interpretation.
Wonderful
natural, as James said Mason in hot pursuit.
I will never thank to these Claude Chabros.
You don't have any more great admirer, believe it,
he was very invested in the book project.
Oh, I know that, François. Only one listens to it.
Hidget is an old fool, we can't talk to him, he wallows in stupidity.
But the bullshit is very attractive cunt.
I love recording conversations, it saves a lot of time.
At Place Athéonée, I saw him holding 3.5 hours in front of 12 journalists
without letting go of a single confidence about himself.
This guy will do anything to hide his soul. Do you think he has one?
The flex is very fine. What would be well, it's so you can see the birds.
He must have finished editing. It's hard to ask him that.
Especially since his wife sticks to him, it is the shadow of the light.
Alma, it seems he calls her Mrs. Hitchcock. Right, and she answers... Hitchi.
A beautiful association of criminals, 40 years of organized crime.
You know she started before him in cinema, she was an editor.
She taught him everything. It's the eagle two-headed, the infernal couple.
I have not one but two Hitch-Cops against me. ...I have intimacy like you...
...some who wanted both.
Ah, the guy is quite nourishing so that everyone can find something for themselves.
Thank you, blunder of Christianity, Godard of paradox, me of gastronomy, you.
You are fascinated by his anxiety about the world.
It's true that he does the editing in his office? It is very equipped.
There is even a projector in the next room.
It was in this office that you are right now? Yes. Are you alone?
Yes, yes, you can speak. But in this case, you know... Oh...
How to say no to young people the same? Come on, can we listen a little longer?
In any case for the Hitchbook seems threadbare to me.
But not at all, it's now Quit, it needs to be heard.
For him, this book is a great opportunity to explain.
Working on his statue, he will end up admiring himself.
He would still have to be willing to speak? Knock it out, say the second one.
Hit the complex, it's something you know how to do.
I got drunk on murdering people for less than that. Thanks for the confluence.
Hitchcock is like a safe. Attack it, it will open. Have you seen Rivette?
Yes, he's doing a play with the nun by Diderot. That puts him in full swing.
I wanted to take him to the big VFour, we ended up at Rivettes Bar. At the Rivettes bar?
Yes, it's the street self-service Pierre Charon. It became his canteen.
Oh, for Rivette.
Mr Truffaut, looking at the edges.
Yes or no?
since all this, I might as well admit it to you,
I tried to do what I advisor Chabrol, but... But?
I couldn't open the door.
Excuse me in French, the gods are against you.
Even more bad news, the studios no longer want this book.
Hitch is under contract.
You are not going to give in to blackmail.
Studios are powerful.
But I even believe right to talk to you, right?
Yes, yes, yes. A conversation. This is what our book will be.
We still have the right to write what we say to ourselves, right? Yes yes.
I arranged to see again all your movies several times.
We will pass them all in review starting with
your silent films made in England with your...
collaboration ma'am
Until the last images, which you just shot for the birds?
Does that suit you?
You're the boss, Frankie.
for each film.
You will tell me the circumstances, the development of the scenario,
the situation of the film in the progress of your work,
the staging problems they affixed to you, do you agree? Yes!
We will also talk about good, bad scenarios,
dialogues, special effects, editing, of the direction of the actors. Hmm hmm.
I would first like to talk about... Take some the Jules and Jim shoot. Filming!
Esquemad-Moiselle Jean-Morot, escaléatia, naughty girl.
Naughty. I ask you sorry, Mr. Hitchcock.
Esquelafé do do with both weapons.
I don't know.
...
feels that she is very in love with both men.
And we also see that you, you you are very much in love with...
...the thing we both do...Darling, what was her character's name? Catherine.
Catherine. You are very in love with Catherine.
Mr. Hitchcock, you know better than me at acting.
For her, feel the scenario of the film without bringing it closer,
this is something very important. There are some who try to live it.
The script is just an excuse.
The scenario is only a ready text.
A film is a set of complications. A film is just a series of complications
in women without the motor.
Yes, I agree with you, Mr. Hitchcock.
Sometimes I wonder if we don't do
films only for try to understand
what we don't know about our feelings interiors. Hmm hmm. You, the French,
hm, we have the impression let us watch your cinema,
where you show us that actresses who you are in love with. Like...
Roberto Rossellini is a Greek from Germany. No. Like Miss Jean Monroe.
Moro.
Jean Moro...
It's something like that.
You definitely have noticed that when a
good actress puts everything at the service
characters that you have imagined, you
end up experiencing a feeling for her
of affection.
Actresses often feel and sometimes,
make advances towards you, but they don't
not so deceived. This is the character who gives himself to you.
...father of the woman.
and he does the same thing. Madam Hitchcock sleeps with all his actresses
in his dreams.
As he fears her, he doesn't dare.
So he puts them in James' arms Stewart, or Gregory Peck, and he's watching.
like the tank.
look at the canary, through
the Ouvitra.
I have my seductive style. These worldly women, frozen,
who arrange to bring you in their bedroom,
and who tear your shirt off.
It's me who chooses these actresses.
It must be very frustrating. Frustrating? For what?
I also choose these actors.
Did you wear the big one?
A good husband shares everything with his wife.
Hmm.
And you, smash,
which of your actresses did you prefer?
The last one. Always. The last? She is really...
I really like Jeanne Moreau. I really liked Marie-Dubois.
You saw my previous film, Kill on the Planners?
No, I wanted to see it, but I think not that he left this asevie.
And you have a film on the way? Yes.
Would you be interested, I have want to film a murder.
But not just any die, eh.
What I want to show is a crime of passion. A crime of passion.
These are my favorites. It's an arquise, my lady Hitchcock.
The right to divorce simplifies everything, we no longer kill ourselves for love.
You never chose the actress? I wish he didn't have any of them.
You know, in this kind of film, the mistress must
be as interesting than legitimate wives.
Right! So who are you thinking of? for the mistress? I hesitate.
You don't want to turn with Madame Brigitte Bardot?
Oh, no. I don't see you at all everything with a girl like that.
Oh ma'am, I believe that protects you.
Ok, hands down, we we love Brigitte Bardo very much.
I know like you, but it's...
Mr. Hitchcock, I always defend the innocent to be justly accused.
And in my opinion, Brigitte Bardot is the asterity of innocence delivered to Lyon.
Oh, Mrs. Hitchcock, I would love to make him a suspect.
We'll talk about it again, Hitchie.
I saw the photos of your actress again birds. Tipee and drain, she is very...
very heticokaine.
You mean cheater ice cream.
I will introduce it to you.
Well, I'll be charmed.
Do you have two hours to give me?
Right away? You don't have to tell anyone!
Hmm.
Come with me.
I'll show you my little birds.
see you next time.
Yeah.
when pouring this film. Tre-French Exaggeration.
The sequence where the birds come to gather
more and more numerous in front school and a master's degree.
Implacable.
We feel all the helplessness of the man in front of this
which looks like the preparation for disaster.
What I prefer is when she drives the car,
her and two birds perched lean into the
turns, in exactly the same movement.
Yes, yes, it's a very pretty one metaphor for life together.
where we are both one couple and two separated individuals.
And you call them inseparable in French? I chose the birds.
We call them Lovebirds. You find not the beginning of the film too long?
No.
The incredible strength of your film, Mr. Hitchcock,
comes from the villain's personality.
The best are always the best innocent. A madman, for example.
Because Mala de Montal is not responsible for the harm he does...
And a bird even less. A bird is incapable of premeditation.
Are you sure?
by definition, it seems to me that the absence of consciousness...
If Buds told the story of a revenge... Are you revenge?
Yes, revenge!
Do you allow me?
On the board!
Let us imagine the scene, we we are no longer human beings,
but huge, very greedy birds.
We don't put a bunch, and others bird brings us... HUGE!
Perfectly cooked, golden fist, just out of the oven,
and we are going to taste her thighs, her arms.
Okay, and how do you say plump?
Uh, Dodi?
You know, my father was poultry merchant.
It was unbearable which made suffer to these innocent animals.
Now we make them raise in chickens,
illuminate day and night to that they lay more.
We can imagine that until now they have been very patient.
Milam!
There!
There!
He doesn't talk about it, Brut.
So he takes revenge!
There you have it, the story of the Alfred Hitchcock, The Birds.
Which I find very strong is that there is no
not even this explanation in the film.
Nothing, no justification, it is much more terrifying.
You speak well François, we should make a book about it.
No, a film is like love cannot be explained.
In any case, it shouldn't be explained.
A film like love need a little adventure.
Anoméen Fab.
who has loved each other for 40 years, like Mrs. Hitchcock and me,
This is completely implausible.
especially for a French person. I don't can't even make a movie of it
because my wife will immediately think that I'm going to kill the woman.
However, we should believe it.
I once knew Salvador Dali.
He made the settings of the dream in Dr. Edwards' house.
François, you are a formidable policeman.
Did you know why watch molds by Salvador Daly were so amazing
that they went around the world?
because she looks like to real watches.
It was absolutely necessary that my birds look like real birds.
It's a very lying film, you know.
François, do you like to lie?
If I told you no, you wouldn't don't believe it. Lying is a duty.
You remember the scene in North by Northwest
concarié groundé pursued by a plane. Yes, the whole world remembers it.
You noticed, she is completely stupid.
Yes.
I always say it. All right.
Because if you want get rid of a
indiscreet person who prevents you from selling
state secrets, you are not going to find a means of murder also parabisconte.
Of course not, but that has no importance.
The images are so effective that we don't ask any questions. Exactly.
Because in cinema, the logic of the image is stronger than the logic of the brain.
Absolutely. It is not necessary never tell the public.
Otherwise it would seem who cares about him.
I came, I am come, I came!
Hello.
Ah, a big deal.
What?
That's how it is, he speaks ultra-dead.
I understand.
It's a little love of car.
The magnificent McGuffin, he says he's going be on drugs in 1.25 hours.
He's going to be there for the... Oh, sorry, excuse me, François.
Uh, he's going to go to a camera operator, he's going look for the cut list. The cuts.
K.C.
François, at the beginning of the film, this whole journey around San Francisco Bay,
It's way too long, isn't it? No. It's the happy moment.
It's so much fun, the progress of this love between Tipi and Dren and Rotelor,
this passion that does not want to admit and which can gradually invade them.
Ah, you prefer to cut in the second part of the film,
when the birds become more and more threatening.
But why do you want to cut? You should not remove an image.
The new wave.
François, you don't have me a lot... It's your best film.
Every second is essential. We will understand it later, you will see.
François, here, we are by device. Here, it's the studio that decides.
I could hang up my film. Arrival in the small town
where everything that happens aside from the mother-in-law's house. Oh no!
You don't touch your mayor-in-law. Françoie, I have to cut my film
because my film is guilty. Guilty of what? Francoy!
I need your help.
I'm from whatever... You pretend hand to cut your film?
I would have the impression of commit murder!
François who am I, all alone to think that
my opinion is higher than a whole audience?
You are the author! Oh, the author! He's the one who made the film!
Do you believe that William Shakespeare is in demand
his opinion to the public when he wrote his plays?
Shakespeare was an actor, he felt the public reaction.
Well you have to believe that...
that these reactions were very favorable since Hamlet lasts more than 4 hours,
your birds don't even make half of it.
Shakespeare, he knew how to show Adheren kings and censers.
Me, I know that showing men ordinary, and do you know why?
So that your characters resemble their audience.
No, because I am not than an ordinary man!
Do you know Cluzo?
It was during the war.
Once a man wrote to me to complain, he told me
“Since my daughter saw the devils, she refuses to take the bath.
Since she saw psychosis, She doesn't refuse to shower.
» I answered him “Send it to the dry cleaners. »
Suits-shocks, finally be serious.
Put it back properly. It was during the war.
I'm going to go see the crow Cluzo and this crows terrified me.
Those damn birds again?
I was even more afraid that this film, I saw it in secret.
It was forbidden for children.
I slipped tremblingly into the room via the emergency exit,
and I stayed until evening, because it seemed to me that
it would be less dangerous to go out at nightfall.
And besides, I felt better in front of this scary screen,
where took place terrible things rather than
in the circle completely frozen from my family.
at the liberation Clouseau with the worst troubles.
people who had spent all war to mess with the Germans,
turned against his film in accusing him of having demoralized France.
It was forbidden to work for a year.
This is the first time that I encountered injustice,
innocence alone against all, the crowd who tracks down the accused, like in your films.
There is something that makes human organization, some are
gifted to make up for the harm done the others and you are part of it.
That’s what your films are for!
You do not have the right to cut anything at Beurt.
Evening fund.
It's a cinema cost.
In 100 years, no one, but no one will be interested.
You can hear it.
Who are you? Alfred Hedgecock. To contradict, François Truffaut.
A film is no less profound than a book. Cinema is no longer an inferior art.
To literature, your films are works
in the same way as the 19th century novels.
Yes I know. Do you deliver them, or which Alid stables we were talking about.
by exploring our hauntings, our fantasies, what do you do other than art?
I'll tell you, I'll tell you give points for the swap.
I will confess to you my true crime.
I just copy other people's art.
because I have no originality.
What do you say, Mr. Chikok? I did it very young.
I'm not like Shakespeare.
I don't know how to tell stories with kings, reborns, witches.
So, I put a lot of murders.
and some very pretty women.
My films are dreams, you say, nightmare.
This is how I hide behind my work,
because his de Varseur wanted that I'm like everyone else. A copy?
YOU? The greatest inventor
in shape since Murnau?
When I don't know how to move forward in writing a screenplay,
when a scene gives me a problem, do you know what I'm wondering?
What would Lou Beach have done, what would have said Renoir, what would Hitchcock have done?
Did you steal my breasts?
Not yet?
I saw the 400 shots.
Antoine D’Ouel.
how just now to be too tough with a kid or also charming.
I didn't go to prison like him, nor like you, I suppose.
Good father put me in a cell at the police station for 5 minutes
so that I feel the fate that reserve company turns to Gassant!
I didn't have a master's degree, either.
whether at Pont-Cielin or at home.
I too felt prisoner of this childhood.
I too looked at the adults hiding place, between two doors, in silence.
I was very scared, but at the same time I was very excited.
I look at my mother's friends.
I could guess their stockings on their legs.
I breathe their scents after their departure.
I even happened to disguise myself as a woman,
using clothes and my mother's makeup.
Oh.
I don't believe you ever told that, I didn't know? No.
But you guessed it.
François, why are you holding absolutely to do this book?
Why are you recharging so much of my reputation?
Because if cinema changed my life, it's because of people like you.
Terribly nice to talk with you.
Hello? No! No, no, no. I'll change my mind. I changed my mind.
There will be no cut.
And Mr. Truffaut, we must re-read the book and that he wants with me.
Even if the studio sends a whole army of brilliant lawyers like you.
Is that understood?
There you have it, finally, reasonable, my garfin.
No, no. It's really good. I am very happy.
The little one, break away, see with my agent.
I'm really happy to subscribe.
see you next time.
THANKS.
I understood everything. But what who put you on the trail?
an Englishman starts speaking French with an American lawyer, it's shady.
Well done François. You see, Hitchie, you never pull off the perfect crime.
There is always a moment where we fall into the trap.
I should have been afraid with a name like that, McGuffine.
It's your way of naming a false lead, is that it?
except that I'm blundering from there it's more of a George Kaplan type.
The Imaginary Spy of Death on the heels. Except...
he is neither a lawyer nor a police officer. It's just an actor that I wanted to test.
He was very good indeed.
Francis.
It was me who wanted to do the cuts on the birds.
Universal is nothing to you. Small, he does what he wants in the house.
This elected official is the main shareholder. Yes, let you be the boss in this office.
Francis.
I thought I could make it shorter my film with the help of a young Frenchman,
future plan, bright here.
Everything had shown me otherwise.
If we made this book...
You want to make a book with me, Mr. Hitchcock? Really?
You have to say it yourself.
We can soak everyone.
height, director, producer, everyone, accept the audience.
Here we go?
Mr. Hitchcock, put yourself there. We're going to put a microphone on.
I'm going to call an engineer at 200 and it would all be necessary to betray it there.
Okay, Mrs. Hitchcock? Oh no, no, ah, yes, yes.
You play such a role important to your husband.
You know, it's an English tradition.
At home, men are a little simple. They lack perversity.
We are here to help them. Chalee wrote radio poems.
His wife, Frankenstein. Stevenson made Treasure Island.
It is Madame Stevenson Fanny, who suggested Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.
I'm staying behind, Hitchie. I invent my little storms
and I remain hidden deep in my village. Like the so-brontés.
Did Hollywood please you a village?
Oh! If you knew, Hollywood is very rural.
I will tell you that you are Mayor Jane's art.
Is this Mayor Jane Churchill? No, Jane Town Hall in Groven Square.
They were a wonderful couple.
But their relationship is based on a physical agreement
a little special, a little milky.
You see what I mean. But then, I went through that.
and their nights are clearly less hectic than before.
So they decide together to go see Merlin, their singer,
who explains to them that Sanariano de Grave,
it's just a little breakdown, passenger like that.
Here, he's going to look in the closet. The socks... Magic!
Ta-da! That the Order
Archibald is going to put them there evening before going to bed.
The Order Archibo is going there...
And... And...
He becomes a real stallion and all night, in every direction,
Saïba, Saïb, Saib, He has one his wife, ten times.
since the time you have been doing fear to others, and from home.
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