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Paris In The Mid-'50s Was A Very Interesting Place. It Was Only Ten Years After The Third Reich Had Left, And The City Was Awash With Guns, And Crime, And Racketeering, And All Sorts Of Hangovers From A Very Difficult Time In French History. So It's An Interesting Time To Be A Policeman.

I Tend To Play Rather Odd Men. People That Are Slightly Odd Or Eccentric, Or Have A More Particular Attitude To Life.

Certainly In The Second Film [maigret's Dead Man], Which Is Quite A More Unpleasant And Darker Story, It's Quite Different In Tone And Feel.

I Think I Have An Inner Confidence That My Tastes Are Pretty Simple, That What I Find Funny Finds A Wide Audience. I'm Not Particularly Intellectual Or Clever Or Minority-focused In My Creative Instincts. And I'm Certainly Not Aware Of Suppressing More Sophisticated Ambitions.

I Have A Problem With Porsches. They're Wonderful Cars, But I Know I Could Never Live With One. Somehow, The Typical Porsche People-and I Wish Them No Ill-are Not, I Feel, My Kind Of People. I Don't Go Around Saying That Porsches Are A Pile Of Dung, But I Do Know That Psychologically I Couldn't Handle Owning One.