"...I never knew until I came here that somebody could be really nice to you for years and really hate your guts. Happens all the time here..." -- Jean

"...the less I know about acting and the more I know about everything else, the better I'll be at both acting and living..." -- Jean

By 1960 Jean Seberg was a cultural icon herself in France, influencing the Parisien fashions every bit as much as Godard and Truffaut were influencing film. Her Hollywood performances, although never considered by Seberg herself to be of any consequence, were frequently stunning, and she was often compared to silent movie queen Louise Brooks for the intelligence that she brought to her roles. Her close friends included German born Fellini actress and model turned rock star Nico (they would later work together for Phillippe Garrell) and Russian intellectual Romain Gary (creator of Ghengis Cohn), who became her second husband.

An interview in a Paris restaurant with Jean Seberg and husband Romain Gary"

The Russian-born novelist Romain Gary met Jean a few years ago in Los Angeles, when he was the French consul there and she was in town shopping around for movie work. At the time, she was married, and her French husband, very much a man for form, thought it right that they call on his country's consulate. Jean explained: "We left our calling card and all that sort of thing. We had dinner with Romain a few nights later, and he made quite an impression on me." Gary's first meeting with her suggested a character for his novel The Talent Scout. "I used the character to represent the idealistic and unrealistic attitude of Americans, the American naïveté. But Jean loses her naïveté rapidly under my influence in real life," Gary said archly while looking quite like a man pleased with his work. Jean confirmed all: "I never knew until I came here that somebody can be really nice to you for years and really hate your guts. Happens all the time here."

Through dinner, the bits and pieces of evidence that Gary is cast in the Pygmalion role opposite Miss Seberg's Galatea were as plentiful as the fine wine. "You should see what I gave her to read," Gary began. "Pushkin, Dostoevski, Balzac, Stendhal, Flaubert..." "Madame Bovary!" Jean sang out. "That could have been me if I had stayed in Marshalltown one day longer."

"She is an absolutely marvelous reader," Gary claimed. "She always finishes the book." "Except a couple of yours, sweetie," she jabbed, and the jab might as well have been a kiss. "What Romain really thinks is that I'm still a dumb farm girl." "I'm being absolutely serious about this," Gary went on. "She has brains and, what's more, intellectual curiosity. I'll tell you how smart she is. This girl detected French phonies faster than any American I have ever seen here." At that, Jean took over instantly: "I went through a very rough period at first in Paris, when the French thought the highest compliment they could pay me was that I didn't act like an American at all. And you know what Frenchmen think about American girls, don't you? They think that you have to break an American girl in like you break in a horse. You have to comb it, run it, train it, beat it. Same as a horse. That's what Frenchmen think about American women. "But American movie stars! You should hear Frenchmen on that. When absolutely great French actors, I mean the very best ones, hear that I was in Hollywood and had lunch with John Wayne, they can hardly stand it. 'Just think,' they say, 'John Wayne. You had lunch in Hollywood with John Wayne!'"

Talk about lunch in Hollywood led to talk about the food that night in Paris, and Jean Seberg said that what she missed most in Paris was pizza, but that she knew where to get hot doughnuts, which are about as hard to find there as hot croissants in Marshalltown. Her gratitude is deepest for the recurring kindnesses of a girl in Baltimore who sends her big jars of peanut butter.

"Now I want to say pretentious things. Is that okay? In my long and difficult and mature life, I have come to learn that the less I know about acting and the more I know about everything else, the better I'll be at both acting and living. You want to know what else I know? I know that the greatest of actresses has about 20 good years of acting in her and that she will go on living for 30 or 40 years as a human being. So, the conclusion I have come to is that I can't make acting my whole life.

"Want to know what else? I'm lost to Debbie Reynolds' roles and I'm not going to give Liz Taylor a run for her money. Now you know absolutely everything about me, including the fact that I was conceived, born and married in Marshalltown and that I will probably be buried there in the fourth most beautiful cemetery in the world..."