Audrey Hepburn with Anne Frank’s father, Otto Frank and his second wife Fritzi, Bürgenstock, Switzerland, 1957.
“Anne Frank and I were born in the same year, lived in the same country, experienced the same war, except she was locked up and I was on the outside. Reading her diary was like reading my own experiences from her point of view. I was quite destroyed by it… It was in a different corner of Holland, but all the events I experienced were so incredibly accurately described by her—not just what was going on on the outside, but what was going on on the inside of a young girl starting to be a woman…all in a cage. She expressed the claustrophobia, but transcends it through her love of nature, her awareness of humanity and her love—real love—of life.” - Audrey Hepburn speaks about Anne Frank.
And what’s a Blake Edwards party without a face-first pratfall? Such was the task of actress Dorothy Whitney, who as Mag Wildwood, was told to fall directly past the lens without lifting her arms from her side. (“Timber!”) Not an easy directive for even the most gifted physical comedian, this piece of clowning was murder on Dorothy Whitney, who all but crumpled under the pressure to get it right and do it fast. Kip King, who played the liquor delivery boy, saw everything that happened to her. “Blake had tremendous difficulty in getting us to watch because we saw her so scared, and he was relentless with her. She would say, ‘I can’t do it, I can’t do it.’ Her reflexes wouldn’t allow her to fall onto the mattress, but Blake needed that shot, and time was running out, and he went on and on until he got it. ‘Okay’, he would say to her. ‘Relax. Just relax. Now let’s do it again’. I think it was upwards of thirteen takes. It was embarrassing for all of us to watch. He was losing his patience and began to look almost punitive. This was a different Blake. People were so stunned they didn’t talk about it afterwards”.