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Luxury Yacht | Southern France
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Best Motion Picture | 1974 | Stephen
Box Office Collection 2,200,000 USD
Anthony Perkins and Stephen Sondheim used to host murder mystery parlor games. One of their guests was producer and director Herbert Ross, who encouraged them to write a script based on this type of party.
From working on this movie, James Mason famously once said that Raquel Welch was "the most selfish, ill-mannered, inconsiderate actress that I have ever had the displeasure of working with."
The production was marred by much on-set conflict. This has been attributed to delays, weather, sea-sickness, personality clashes, over-crowding on the boat and the alleged prima donna antics of Raquel Welch. Reportedly, props were thrown across the set.
In spite of Christine (Dyan Cannon) saying that she had lost fifty pounds, Cannon actually gained thirty pounds to play the part. According to her DVD commentary, she bought the thin gold waist chain featured as she floated in a bikini next to the ship. Her intention was that the length of the chain was the maximum waist measurement she wanted to achieve during her weight gain.
Filming the café scene was disrupted when an anti-Semitic terrorist group known as "Black September" informed police that a bomb had been placed near the set and would be detonated unless everyone left. With help from the local police, the actors, actresses, and crew carried on bravely and finished shooting on schedule at 3 a.m. Raquel Welch was quoted saying, "I was glad when we finished, and that the threat seems to have been a hoax."
"Clinton Green: [Gesturing to a small island not too far from his yacht] You like it? Clinton Green: [They all look, while Clinton beams proudly] I love it. Tiny, tiny islands fascinate my ass. I've got this crazy broker in London that sends me these brochures on all the islands for sale all over the world. Little impoverished islands. A few thousand dollars cash, and you're practically king to six shepherds and their families. Or whatever. I read every word on every island. Then you know what I do? I tear them neatly in half and drop them in the wastebasket. Then I say to myself... Christine: [interrupting] I'm still weak, Clinton, but I'm eating solid food. Clinton Green: I say to myself, "If there's one thing I hate, it's to have my island speech interrupted." Clinton Green: [continues] I say to myself: "No, you poor people... you don't deserve a good king like me." That's what I say!"
"Christine: Honey, let me hit you with a couple of names. Yul Brynner is Clinton. Paul and Joanne as Tom and Lee! I know, I hope it has enough content for 'em. Who have I got for Alice? Oh, I know, Carly Simon. I mean the soundtrack album alone will pay for her clothes. Now, now don't scream. Virna Lisi. No, darling, as me!"
