My Uncle Bernard is nearly 80 and nearly blind, which means the copy of The End of the Pier Affair I sent him for Christmas will sit upon the shelf unread. So: we had a cunning plan; we would record a copy for him. It doesn’t need to be studio quality. I’m not selling it. So… download Audacity, commandeer Dad’s microphone, and we’re ready for business. What could possibly go wrong?
That’s what keeps going wrong!
The amount of takes we’ve had to do because she interrupts, asks questions; sneezes and coughs!
You can quite see why Hitchcock preferred closed sets!