by Eddie Muller
I traveled cross-country in 2007 for a date with Lauren Bacall. We were supposed to meet in Los Angeles, where the American Cinematheque had scheduled a weekend tribute to her, an array of her films programmed around a live appearance and onstage interview. But schedules got fouled up—after the event had been publicized—so plan B called for me to jet overnight to Manhattan and record an extensive sit-down with the Grand Dame (the American spelling fits her better), to be shown in lieu of her actual appearance at the tribute.
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