Dame Joan Collins: I was taking supplements before they were all the rage
The actress is as sprightly as ever but insists there is no secret to her longevity..

The actress is as sprightly as ever but insists there is no secret to her longevity..

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“But it’s more complex. The class system had been blown to pieces and there was political optimism about Britain becoming a more equal society – we saw the NHS established in 1948. At the same time, people still looked for conformity and familiarity; there was a retreat back to tradition. Women were forced back into roles in the home and church-going went through the roof.” While the British stiff upper lip was still in evidence – both in life and on screen – beneath the surface was the imminent arrival of the teenager.
Mark Glancy, Queen Mary’s professor of film history, says: “There was real anxiety about the effect the war and the Blitz had had on children. That fed into fears about juvenile delinquency, especially with the emergence of ‘teddy boys’.” But, adds Dr Geiringer, people also wanted more from life, for themselves and the next generation. With the arrival of television people gained access to new ideas and there was a sense of looking more for personal fulfillment rather than simply adhering to duty.”
That concern for childhood is echoed in one BFI film choice, A Diary for Timothy – a 1945 documentary narrated by Michael Redgrave, taking the form of a letter to a newborn baby, exploring what the future may hold. Popular with critics and audiences, they recognised its air of optimism, mixed with apprehension.
The theme of childhood is also present in Ehsan’s BFI selection, Mandy, starring Jack Hawkins and Phyllis Calvert as the parents of a deaf girl, showing their efforts to help her connect with the world. The 1952 film was shot at Ealing Studios and nominated for a clutch of Baftas.
Iranian-born Ehsan, says it’s a metaphor for a traumatised nation learning to communicate again in peace time. Hawkins himself served in the war, in India and Asia. Ehsan recalls: “I grew up watching these films on TV. When I saw Mandy, years later, I could remember every scene. It’s very moving.“ In Hunted, Dirk Bogarde stars as a fugitive murderer who takes a war- orphaned boy on the run with him - forming an unlikely bond - after the child witnesses his crime.
The 1952 film won critical acclaim for its gritty approach to the austerity still facing Britain - the end of rationing was still two years away. Bogarde had been among the first Allied officers to enter the Bergen-Belsen concentration camp at the end of the war. Praised for his performance in Hunted, he struggled with the aftermath of conflict, once saying: “First there was the war, and then the peace to cope with.”
Dr Geiringer says: “We talk today about ‘broken Britain,’ but post war that was a literal phrase; you could actually see how broken it was just by the bombsites on streets and on screen. The Suez Crisis happened in 1956 and Britain had an identity crisis; suddenly we didn’t have so much power on the world stage.”
Ehsan, who originally curated the programme for the prestigious Locarno Film Festival in Switzerland, choose movies concentrating on the realities of everyday life. He says: “These are all movies that people would have seen at their local cinema. Movies of the era have a reputation of being mild and very conservative but many have their own edge.”
He highlights Turn The Key Softly, a 1953 drama which follows Joan Collins, as one of three women released from prison into a cold and dismal 50s London.
Critics called the actress’s performance “lush and brassy” but it was her co-star Kathleen Harrison who, according to one review, made ‘the loneliness of the poor and unwanted strikingly real’. Mark Glancy says it was a “challenging time” for many with those difficulties, which is reflected in the film. He says: “When I see people in movies from this period I always think how thin they look; they sit down to a meal of two boiled potatoes, a tiny slice of roast beef and some cabbage. But that’s how it was - there were few luxuries.
There were a lot of British films about ordinary people at this time because ordinary people were heroes.” The question of capital punishment was being explored in public life during the 50s – a theme reflected in the 1957 thriller Time Without Pity. Starring Michael Redgrave and Ann Todd, the story follows a father trying to save his son from execution.
Less than a decade later The Murder Act suspended the death penalty for murder in Great Britain. But while life’s meagre joys continued to be rationed, the search for escapism continued. One of the cheapest forms of entertainment remained going to the cinema - according to the UK Cinema Association, there were 1.64 billion cinema attendances in 1946.
Despite the movies featured in the festival being decades old, Dr Geiringer believes we can still draw relevance from them today. He says: “Post war Britain was trying to find its identity - there was a debate about what ‘Britishness’ really was. When resources are short that question of who we are - and who we are not - often arises. We’re seeing a similar thing here in 2026.”
*Great Expectations: British Postwar Cinema 1945-1960 is on at the BFI Southbank until May 30
No one recognised me on the red carpet!
‘We are taking the picture to Cannes,’ said John Gore, the producer and financier of My Duchess, my new film about the Duchess of Windsor. ‘How exciting!’ I said. Then, a minute later, I thought, ‘Oh God! What am I going to wear on the red carpet?’ The following day I told my artist friend David Downton about my dilemma while lunching at Claridge’s. ‘Let’s call Stéphane Rolland,’ he said. ‘Wonderful idea!’ I said. ‘He’s great! He made the red dress I wore for the Heart Truth Red Dress gala in New York a few years ago, and it was spectacular.’
David called Stéphane as we had coffee, and the talented couturier sketched a terrific drawing of a beautiful white dress with ruffles while they chatted, and texted it to David. ‘Amazing!’ I exclaimed. It was perfect – exactly what I would have wanted. He must have read my mind, and it took all of five minutes. Three weeks later, Stéphane and his long-time collaborator Philippe Delessard arrived at my apartment with a massive suitcase containing a gorgeous dress that fitted me perfectly.
My dresser, Chrissy, and I went through my entire wardrobe trying to find suitable outfits for the three days we were to spend in Cannes. I had to prepare for two dinners that were supposedly casual (difficult as I can only do casual when I exercise) and a lunch with press followed by a photo shoot with Isabella Rossellini, and finally another outfit to appear on stage to introduce the screening. It took Chrissy and me all day to collate the right outfits, shoes, bags, jewellery, etc. I don’t have a stylist on speed dial, but luckily I have lots of clothes. I practised dance steps and balance with my friend the choreographer Paul Robinson. God forbid I should slip on the red carpet steps. I watched some reels of actresses at previous Cannes red carpets and all I could say is: I had better watch out.
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| Joan with MY DUCHESS director Mike Newell at Cannes Luncheon at Carlton Beach |
We arrived in Cannes on the Monday. The streets were clogged with people; I wondered if they were all cinephiles or just there to gawk at the celebrities. We stayed at the Majestic hotel, where many beautiful young girls congregated in the lobby, some with attendants carrying all manner of lighting and video equipment while the girls pranced around posing prettily. ‘They’re influencers,’ said Alyn, my makeup and hair guru.
Cannes was boiling hot but there was a very high wind, so in preparing for the red carpet and walking up the stairs at the Palais des Festivals I was worried my hair would blow all over my face. Several starlets had been papped on the Croisette with their long extensions enveloping their faces, so we decided to scrape my hair back and put it up in a chignon. Then, primped and powdered and hair sprayed like carved mahogany, off I went. My white dress, although gorgeous, was quite uncomfortable and I worried that my high heels would catch on the cobblestones, even though they were covered in carpet. But none of these fears – hair, dress, shoes – materialised. What actually occurred was far more embarrassing. I got in the car with Laurent Lafitte, my co-star and one of France’s biggest movie stars, and Alyn, armed with a massive can of Elnett hair spray. In another car were Percy and John Gore, who were supposed to arrive ahead of us so that they and Laurent could escort me. However, a super-diligent gendarme sent their car the long way round and ours the short way, so we arrived before them. As soon as my car stopped, Laurent disappeared, engulfed by fans waving autograph photos and taking selfies. I descended from my voiture to find myself alone and ignored on the red carpet… Bambi in the middle of a flaming fire. No sign of Percy or John, while Laurent swam in a sea of screaming fans. An officious, headsetted young woman came up to me and yelled: ‘Vite, vite, get in line. You can’t just stand here!’An actor’s nightmare. To my great relief, within what was probably a minute during which guests looked at me blankly, though it felt like an eternity, John, Percy and Laurent all appeared at once and, to screams of ‘Joan! Joan!’, we started walking up the red carpet while the snappers barked orders: ‘Over your shoulder!’ ‘Look left!’ ‘With Laurent!’ ‘By yourself!’
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| Joan and Isabella Rossellini in My Duchess |
Imust admit it was ‘adrenalinely’ exhilarating, if I might coin a term, to be surrounded by so many people, all intent on capturing magic moments. Several other luminaries walked behind us, including Jane Fonda, whom I’ve known since our early days in Hollywood. Although I’ve attended the Cannes Film Festival many times during my career, this was the most exciting occasion. The next day the media gave Stéphane’s white ‘orchid’ dress and me the most wonderful plaudits, so it was all worth it in the end.
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| Joan and Biggins enjoying the party |
| Joan with Tamara Beckwith in the garden! |
One of Joan's favourite annual events to attend is The RHS Chelsea Flower Show and she made time our of her busy schedule to attend this years show which opened this week. One of her highlights was a visit to her good friend Tamara Beckwith's Lady Garden Foundation Garden which is the first year the charity
| Lady Garden Foundation founders Tamara Beckwith & Clare Van Dam with Penny Plane, Alex Kingston & Joanna Lumley |
Collins is fresh from the Cannes red carpet, where the night before she had outshone starlets a third — a quarter — her age. The actress brought a blast of old Hollywood glamour to a festival that, this year especially, has often felt strangely drained of it.
Her sculpted white orchid gown, a custom Stéphane Rolland Haute Couture number with a sweeping train, paired with dramatic black opera gloves, diamond jewelry and similarly encrusted needle-toe pumps, gave off unmistakable Alexis Carrington energy — a reminder of the 1980s, when Collins, as the scheming queen of Dynasty, practically dictated the decade’s fashion vocabulary.
“It was very exciting. I had my glam squad do me up, the hair, the makeup,” she says. “I looked — well, I won’t say how I looked, but you can read what they wrote.”
Sitting opposite me now on the Carlton Beach, Dame Joan is only slightly more casual, wearing a thigh-length patterned summer dress and oversized hexagonal sunglasses the size of tea saucers. Her famous mane is perfectly buffed into place.
Next to her, Isabella Rossellini is the bohemian counterpoint: Draped in a loose black-and-white patterned outfit with flashes of bright orange lining, her trademark pixie cut untouched by Cannes excess. Rossellini has flown in for this interview, joining Collins to discuss My Duchess, the first collaboration between the two screen icons.
But Rossellini skipped the red carpet entirely.
“I actually find it very intimidating,” she says. “It’s a whole production now. It’s not like when my mother [Ingrid Bergman] went to the Oscars. She wore her own jewelry, maybe something special that my father had bought for her.”
“Well, I wore my own jewelry last night,” Collins jumps in. “Because I didn’t want a security guard following me around. Which is what happens when they give you something to wear.”

The two women bounce off each other like old friends rather than first-time co-stars, veering effortlessly between fashion, film and stories from another era of cinema.
“Your father and I almost worked together,” Collins says suddenly, turning to Rossellini.
She launches into a sprawling anecdote about Sea Wife, the 1957 drama in which she starred opposite Richard Burton. Roberto Rossellini had originally been hired to direct.
“Roberto fought with Darryl Zanuck over my character, who was a nun, and Roberto wanted her to have sex, a relationship with Richard Burton’s character. He said that would be real, natural. They fought about it for a week while we played Scrabble in the sand. The studio wouldn’t budge and Roberto said, ‘Well, it’s not true to life,’ and left.”
Rossellini laughs. “My father really liked you.”
Collins recently posted a photo of her with Roberto Rossellini on Instagram on May 8, which would have been his 120th birthday.
“She’s very big on Instagram,” Rossellini says.
“Oh, you have more followers than me,” Collins retorts.
But Collins is not in Cannes simply to reminisce about the golden age of cinema. She’s here to launch My Duchess. Directed by Mike Newell (Four Weddings and a Funeral) from a script by Louise Fennell, the film tells the story of Wallis Simpson, the Duchess of Windsor, the previously divorced woman King Edward VIII, later known as the Duke of Windsor, abdicated his throne to marry. It focuses on the final years of her life, when she lived in France under the control of her exploitative lawyer, Suzanne Blum, played by Rossellini. The film picks up after the death of the Duke of Windsor in 1972 and traces the Duchess’ physical and mental collapse under Blum’s control.

“People thought she had died, but she hadn’t. This lawyer [Rossellini] came in an destroyed her. She spent the last eight or nine years of her life blind, deaf and dying. And no one knows that.”
But getting the project made took decades. My Duchess is the first feature from John Gore Studios, the new outfit launched by the Broadway impresario behind Hamilton and The Book of Mormon, who agreed to finance the project after Collins pitched it to him at a King’s Trust dinner in late 2023. Embankment Films is handling sales in Cannes.
Collins has been trying to make her Wallis Simpson film for 30 years. In the early 1990s, Collins met Mohamed Al-Fayed — the father of Dodi Fayed, who died with Princess Diana in the Paris car crash, and, at the time, the owner of London luxury department story Harrods.
“I told him how fascinated I was with Wallis Simpson,” Collins recalls. “He said, ‘I own her house in France.’ So I went there.”
She was shown around the house by Bahamas-born Sydney Johnson, the Windsors’ former valet. “The place was immaculate, it looked just as it did, just as it does in the film. There were two mannequins, one of the Duchess and one of the Duke. He was wearing a kilt. She was wearing Chanel, of course.”
Collins admits to feeling a kinship with Simpson, who was the target of the tabloids of her day.
“This film is a bit of me getting back [at the press], because I had a lot of problems in my time,” she says. “They always saw me as the bad girl because of the roles I played. When I was in Dynasty, the press would say: ‘She’s just like that,’ and I wasn’t!”
For Collins’ fans, My Duchess is something of a revelation. As Simpson declines, the actress appears frail, diminished, stripped of poise and makeup. Frighteningly exposed.
“Joan has this combination that I have never seen before,” says Rossellini. “She is beautiful, has great beauty, great glamor, but absolutely no vanity whatsoever.” “No, I am not vain. I have never been vain,” Collins agrees. “I’ll answer the door in shorts with no makeup. I don’t care.”

That lack of vanity becomes the greatest weapon of My Duchess. The sight of Collins — one of the defining glamour figures of post-war cinema and television — as she physically withers onscreen is something we have never seen before.
But there is, as Rossellini puts it, one “Joan Collins moment” in the film: when the Duchess finally snaps and lashes out at Blum.
“I say the F-word one time in the film, in that scene,” says Collins with obvious delight. “As I was doing it, I thought: ‘I just told Ingrid Bergman’s daughter to F-off!’ ”
Despite the darkness of the material, there is an unmistakable lightness between the two actresses, perhaps because both have spent decades navigating the strange collision of celebrity image and artistic ambition. And both have also successfully adjusted to periods out of the spotlight. In an industry that often treats women as disposable, they are true survivors.
“I started working in this business when I was 17, and my father told me, ‘If you are lucky, you can work until you’re 27,’ ” says Collins. Seventy-five years later, she notes that she’s had probably “had the longest-ever career in show business. I’m certainly the oldest working.”
She says the secret to career longevity, both for her and Rossellini, was surprisingly simple.
“We had good families. We never had problems with alcohol or drugs. And we always wanted to work.”
The woman who spent decades playing glamorous monsters is now playing a victim slowly erased from the world. By the end of My Duchess, stripped of makeup, jewelry and image, there is almost nothing left of the Joan Collins audiences think they know. At 92, after more than seven decades onscreen, Dame Collins may finally have found the one role that destroys the myth she spent a lifetime creating.
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She made her Cannes debut back in 1972.
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| Joan attended Cannes Festival in 1978. |
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