In the new HBO film The Girl, a troubled figure of authority plays Pygmalion with a vulnerable young woman and drives them both to the brink of madness. Sound familiar?
In detailing Alfred Hitchcocks tormented relationship with two-time leading lady Tippi Hedren, director Julian Jarrold (Red Riding: 1974) and screenwriter Gwyneth Hughes implicitly propose via plotting, theme, and music cue that Hitchcock took the fiction of 1958s Vertigo and turned it into ugly reality with his fixation on Hedren.Sienna Miller plays Hedren, the titular Girl (which is what the director dismissively called his lead actresses). The film almost exclusively takes her perspective, and certainly takes her side, as she goes from unknown model to Hitchs hand-picked leading lady. Although not quite a a look-alike for the real thing, Miller gets the gist of Hedren. She subtly enacts her transformation from vivacious to porcelain-still, as unnervingly art-directed by Hitchcock (played by Toby Jones, under heavy prosthetics): how he revamped her wardrobe down to the very size of her pearls, lightened her natural blond to an icier shade, and coached her to drop her voice to a huskier pitch.
The script is sourced from Hitchcock historian Donald Spotos book Spellbound by Beauty: Alfred Hitchcock and His Leading Ladies, which drew from interviews with Hedren about her difficulties on the sets of The Birds and Marnie. Curiously, in their dramatization of the nightmarish attic shoot in which Hedren had to endure five straight days in a cage with flapping birds, and after which production had to be shut down while the near-catatonic actress recovered the filmmakers leave out what is perhaps the most harrowing detail that on the last day, crew members (on Hitchcocks order) actually tied the birds legs to Hedrens coat, making escape impossible for either the agitated actress or the just-as-agitated birds. Its an obvious and shudder-inducing mirror for the actress own unbreakable attachment (via a seven-year contract) to her oppressor, but the film doesnt capitalize on the metaphor.
Hedren recovered and went back to work with Hitchcock on a second picture, Marnie and its here that The Girl becomes more psychologically probing, after a surface-shiny first half. Marnie is infamous for having Sean Connery play a husband who rapes his wife, a sexual trauma survivor, as a supposed solution to her frigidness. The Girl (and some critics) assert that Marnie perfectly parallels Hitchs perception of his and Hedrens relationship, in which Hitch reframes Hedrens rejection of him as frigidness.
This second half also explores more (but not enough) the unimaginable position Hitchcocks wife and creative partner, Alma (Imelda Staunton), is put in, witnessing her husbands increasing obsession and the wrecking effect it has on its target. In a late scene rippling with nuance and nine kinds of awkwardness, Alma apologizes to Tippi for her husbands behavior, but she also refuses Tippis plea that she intercede. Staunton makes palpable her double mortification: embarrassment at her husbands creepy behavior, humiliation at having to sympathize with the woman her husband so baldly prefers.
From an initial ickiness that metastasizes into full-bore sexual obsession, Hitchcocks actions drive all in The Girl, but attempts at getting at his inner life are delayed and not terribly revelatory. (Hitchs cry, spittling-drunk, that he is corpulent, celibate, impotent is about as close as the film toes at trying to crack the nut.) Jones, an able enough mimic, seems to have been directed to present Hitchcock at his toadiest, and theres little evidence here of the directors wit or genius.
The films ambition to personalize and empathize with The Girl is not an unworthy one, and by presenting the material as a survivors story in which Hedren undergoes a trial by fire and emerges scorched but not savaged the film completes a conventionally satisfying arc. And yet: What kind of character study leaves its most fascinating head case unexplored?
The Girl premieres Saturday, Oct. 20, 8pm, on HBO.
For more, see the Chronicle’s Hitchcock Week essays:
Monday: Marc Savlov on Family Plot and Alfred Hitchcock Presents.
Tuesday: Richard Whittaker on The 39 Steps.
Wednesday: Margaret Moser on The Birds and Rebecca.
Thursday: Aleksander Chan on Vertigo and Rear Window.
Friday: Marjorie Baumgarten on The Trouble With Harry.
This article appears in October 19 • 2012.


