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5 October 2015

A belated thank-you from Hitchcock



In early 1950, Patricia Highsmith's debut novel Strangers on a Train was published. Almost immediately after publication, several filmmakers expressed interest in turning the book into a film, among them Alfred Hitchcock. In trying to secure the rights to Highsmith's novel, Hitch made an anonymous bid as he always did in order to keep the price low— which Highsmith accepted. The winning bid was $7,500, and Highsmith was reportedly annoyed when she heard that Hitch was the bidder, realising she could have asked for a higher price. 

Having secured the film rights to Strangers on a Train, Hitch remembered to thank the woman who had made him take note of Highsmith's novel in the first place. Ramona Herdman was publicity director at Harper & Brothers (Highsmith's publisher) and had sent him a copy of the novel to read. On 17 May 1950, Hitch sent Miss Herdman the following thank-you note, informing her that he would be using the novel for his next film. Hitchcock's Strangers on a Train was released in 1951, starring Robert Walker and Farley Granger, and is generally regarded as one of his finest efforts.

Source: Patricia Highsmith Papers (Swiss Literary Archives)

Transcript:

10957 BELLAGIO ROAD, BEL-AIR, LOS ANGELES 24, CALIFORNIA

May 17, 1950

Miss Ramona Herdman
Publicity Director
Harper & Brothers
49 East 33rd Street 
New York 16, N.Y.

Dear Miss Herdman,

I know this is a very belated note, but thought you would like to know that as a result of your sending me "Strangers on a Train" I'm using it as the basis for my next picture.

Thanking you,

Sincerely,

(signed)

Alfred Hitchcock


Note: Raymond Chandler was hired by Hitchcock to write the screenplay for Strangers on a Train. To read about their troublesome collaboration and the angry letter Chandler wrote to Hitchcock, feel free to visit this post.


22 September 2014

What a waste of time!

In 1950, novelist Raymond Chandler was hired by Alfred Hitchcock to write the screenplay for Hitch's next film Strangers on a train (1951), based on the novel by Patricia Highsmith. Their collaboration, however, was not a happy one. Chandler hated the script conferences that Hitchcock insisted upon --"god-awful jabber sessions" he called them-- and disagreed with Hitch's approach to the film; he complained that Hitch was more concerned with getting good camera shots than with the story's plausibility or character development. The relationship between the two men got even worse after Hitch had overheard Chandler call him "a fat bastard". In the end, Hitchcock replaced Chandler with Czenzi Ormonde who rewrote Chandler's script. (Hitch initially wanted Ben Hecht, but Hecht was unavailable and recommended his assistant Ormonde.)

On 6 December 1950, having read Ormonde's final script, a clearly annoyed Chandler wrote a letter to Hitchcock. Unfortunately I don't have an image of the original letter to show you, but below you'll find the transcript taken from Letters of Note.

Robert Walker and Farley Granger in "Strangers on a train"

December 6th, 1950

Dear Hitch,


In spite of your wide and generous disregard of my communications on the subject of the script of Strangers on a Train and your failure to make any comment on it, and in spite of not having heard a word from you since I began the writing of the actual screenplay—for all of which I might say I bear no malice, since this sort of procedure seems to be part of the standard Hollywood depravity—in spite of this and in spite of this extremely cumbersome sentence, I feel that I should, just for the record, pass you a few comments on what is termed the final script. I could understand your finding fault with my script in this or that way, thinking that such and such a scene was too long or such and such a mechanism was too awkward. I could understand you changing your mind about the things you specifically wanted, because some of such changes might have been imposed on you from without. What I cannot understand is your permitting a script which after all had some life and vitality to be reduced to such a flabby mass of clichés, a group of faceless characters, and the kind of dialogue every screen writer is taught not to write—the kind that says everything twice and leaves nothing to be implied by the actor or the camera. Of course you must have had your reasons but, to use a phrase once coined by Max Beerbohm, it would take a "far less brilliant mind than mine" to guess what they were.


Regardless of whether or not my name appears on the screen among the credits, I'm not afraid that anybody will think I wrote this stuff. They'll know damn well I didn't. I shouldn't have minded in the least if you had produced a better script—believe me. I shouldn't. But if you wanted something written in skim milk, why on earth did you bother to come to me in the first place? What a waste of money! What a waste of time! It's no answer to say that I was well paid. Nobody can be adequately paid for wasting his time.


(Signed, 'Raymond Chandler')
Letter via: letters of note/ original source: The Raymond Chandler Papers (2000)

*NoteAlthough Hitchcock got rid of Chandler's script and had Czenzi Ormonde rewrite it, Chandler did receive screenwriting credit (against Hitch's wishes but on the insistence of the studio). And it is said that Chandler never mailed his angry letter to Hitchcock, so in the end Hitch never got to read it.