‘The Girl’ peeks into Hitchcock’s psyche

  • Mon Oct 22nd, 2012 4:40pm
  • Life

By Sara Smith The Kansas City Star

At the peak of her acting career, Tippi Hedren fought sexual advances from Sean Connery as the cameras rolled. After Alfred Hitchcock said “cut,” she had to do the same with him.

Subtle refusals didn’t work with either of them. The frigid, troubled title character of “Marnie,” Hedren’s second and final film with “Hitch,” keeps her nightgown clenched around her neck.

“In case you didn’t recognize it,” she hisses at her husband, “that was a rejection.” Neither man backed off.

HBO’s “The Girl,” which premiered Saturday night, dramatizes Hedren’s struggle against the director’s obsession, which began with Hedren’s casting in “The Birds” and ended her run as a promising A-lister after the release of “Marnie” two years later. (In case you missed it, “The Girl is available On Demand.)

Hedren caught Hitchcock’s eye in a commercial for diet soda, and he gave her a seven-year contract and the lead in his follow-up to “Psycho.” “The Girl” introduces Hedren as a giddy but grounded single mom determined to learn everything she can from Hitchcock’s coaching, which he dispenses alongside browbeating, “Mad Men”-style sexual harassment and filthy limericks.

The actress’ gratitude finally morphs into defiance after Hitchcock’s deception about the climactic attic attack in “The Birds.” She was expecting one day of shooting with mechanical birds and got a week’s worth of takes with real animals that left her reeling and bleeding.

The montage of that scene’s filming is the highlight of “The Girl,” and of Sienna Miller’s depiction of Hedren.

Sadly, “The Girl” offers no insight into the gumption it took for a former model from Minnesota to weather such manipulation and torture.

Mostly, Gwyneth Hughes’ script lets the wardrobe department and Miller’s resemblance to her subject do the heavy lifting. Miller does a good job re-creating the classic Hitchcock takes, but she reverts to imitating Hedren’s on-screen persona in the rest of “The Girl,” too.

“The Girl” avoids taking Hitchcock to Roman Polanski levels of loathsomeness, highlighting his insecurities about his age and weight as he forces underlings to drink with him while he moons over a knockout 30 years his junior. Fed up, Hitchcock’s wife, Alma, tells him, “The day she drops her knickers, you’ll run a mile.”

Hedren, of course, was just one of many muses: Hitchcock spent his career trying to perfect his idealized vision of femininity. Jimmy Stewart’s fetish with Kim Novak’s clothes and hair in “Vertigo” is a snapshot of Hitchcock’s need to control women through their appearance.

The haunted thief, “Marnie,” was a role Hedren couldn’t pass up. Letting Hitch direct her as a heroine who succumbs to sexual persistence proved disastrous, and his infatuation devolved into stalking and threats during production.

Film buffs should find “The Girl” worth checking out for Jones’ and Staunton’s performances, as well as the insight into the special effects of the era. When Hitchcock keeps his hands to himself, he remains a genius with a vision. And the peek into the dark psyche of cinema’s master of suspense makes his movies even more disturbing.