At 82, the African Queen has lost none of her charm, nor her secrets of their brilliance. When his Memoirs are published in Paris, this mischievous legend received Jean-François Josselin at her home in New York.
In her very New England little house on Murray Hill, in the heart of Manhattan, she is just as legend has immortalized her for us, Mrs Kate Hepburn. The high cheekbones, the sky-colored gaze, both lively and cheerful, the famous slightly loose chignon, the straight silhouette and a slight shake of the head which is like coquetry. The damsel of “Philadelphia Story”, the lady of “African Queen” publishes her autobiography under the elliptical and definitive title of “Me” (1). The story of a life, or rather of a thousand lives, which she has not finished living, Kate. The adventures of a young girl from the East (Fenwick, Connecticut) who stormed Hollywood and Shakespeare, seduced Howard Hughes and John Ford, fell in love with Spencer Tracy, devastated the studios of California, almost returned a few moguls (producers), filmed a good number of masterpieces of the seventh art and remained faithful to the ideals of his family, to a muscular morality, which made him still recently (at 82 years old) dispatch a female cop (from color) in the hospital…
And yet, she is all sweetness, Mrs. Hepburn, memory in the wind, irony in battle, chic, so chic! in its simplicity. Exclusively for “Le Nouvel Observateur”, she commented on her book – which is not
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