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One of Ingrid's favorite directors is Alfred Hitchcock (above).
She went to England to appear in Hitchcock's Under Capricorn.
■ Ingrid Bergman has solemnly confessed to me that a few months ago she was shaking in her famous flat-heeled shoes.
"I was scared to death when I went to visit France because they'd written me nasty open letters telling me they didn't want me to play Joan of Arc," the Sweet Swede told me. "And I also was afraid to go back home to Sweden. I hadn't been back for nine years. They were pretty mad at me there for trying to become an American citizen. I read things in the Swedish papers about that and I thought, 'Oh, oh, they're sharpening -their knives.' "
It's hard to imagine the tall, red-cheeked, competent Ingrid being trembly about anything. But it became thoroughly believable now as I sat with her in her 36th floor suite at the Hampshire House in New York City. She had the windows open, and the icy blasts of winter came through, chilling me but thrilling her. Yes, Ingrid certainly left me cold; not from her personality, but from her open window.
I had arrived punctually at 11 a.m. to see her. In seven years, I'd interviewed her seven times. Going to this one,
I recalled the first, back in 1940, when she had cagily outmaneuvered my photographer who was trying, at my suggestion, to get her to pose for some "leg art."
"No-o-o-o," she had said, charmingly but firmly. "I want my face to be the most important!"
Who could say this hasn't worked? Strong men around my Broadway beat have whispered to me when their Beautiful Wives weren't listening that they believe she has more sex appeal than anybody else on the screen — and without the lifted skirt. (Remember that, girls!)
I remembered an interview in 1944, also, when she told me she roamed the streets and went to theaters in New York unrecognized. Her face wasn't yet well known. Sailors tried to pick her up, just like any other girl.
"Why didn't the French want you to play Joan of Arc," I asked her now.
"I could understand their feelings," she said. "Joan was French and Catholic. I was Swedish and Lutheran. And the movie was to be made in (Continued on page 105)