Indeed I had not much wit, yet I was not an idiot - my wit was according to my years.
I've not sat with my agent going: 'Where is the next hopeless girl I can play?' They just come along.
Four hours of prosthetics every morning, the jowls and the nose, and it was very hot so they're having to attend to it all day, and you're still petrified of so many things, such as, can I speak properly? Hitchcock never quite lost those East End vowels, even though he had the softened California co

