Monday 6 December, Irina’s attic The beginning of my interview with Salvat had been a fiasco. I arrived late, he was angry about the “insulting” fee we’d requested for Irina to work as a waitress, and the tapes from Yokohama that I showed him were endless and of such poor quality that the penis in the final scene could have belonged to me or any other guy with a somewhat similar body type. But then, surprisingly, Julia ca...