not in our stars, but in ourselves
Remember how I said I was flying through Thomas Schatz’s The Genius of the System? Ha, yeah, well, not really flying anymore. I try to read on the train and at lunch – really, I do – but it doesn’t happen as often as I’d like. You lovely people out there in the dark will get a proper write-up when I finally finish it; please accept this tidbit in the meantime.
Alfred Hitchcock and Ben Hecht wrote many treatments and drafts of Notorious before David O. Selznick, the U.S. government, and Joseph Breen were all happy. In an early (rejected) treatment, Devlin sacrifices his life to save Alicia; this is the only time he “says” he loves her. After his death, Hitch and Hecht propose this ending scene:
“Picture goes to Miami, where we find Alicia with her group of drinking friends again. She is a more notorious and low-cast wench than ever, but in her own heart is a memory of a man who loved her and died for her, and to her this is the same as if she had achieved a life of marriage and happiness.”
Please excuse me. I think I have something in my eye.