The Private Life of Greta Garbo (1931)

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THE PRIVATE LIFE OF GRETA GARBO 50 months and months to make Gosta Betting's Saga. We had to wait for winter, to make the winter scenes. Then we had to wait for summer, to get summer scenes. “Here you make any climate you want right in the studio. You finish a picture in a few weeks. I don’t know whether I like it or not. “And they make me play bad girl. Sometimes I would like to play good girl.” It was amazing to hear her speak such good English, for she knew scarcely a word of it when she arrived. She spoke slowly and hesitatingly, often appealing for help with words. Her accent was charming. She slurred certain words. She said ver’ for very and mus’ for must. Her voice was deep and low. “My mother did not want me so far from home. I plead with her, ‘Just for one little year’ — so I am here. No, I am not homesick. I have not had time for that yet.” She spoke in her native tongue about American food and Swedish food. She told how she longed for some cold weather. She said that the bright California sun hurt her eyes.