While filming, Allen befriended Hemingway, 16 at the time, and took her to museums and art galleries. “We should go to Paris, just you and I,” she says he’d say.
After filming, Hemingway returned to her home in Ketchum, Idaho, to finish high school.
“Woody’s initial joke about taking me to Paris kept resurfacing,” she writes in Out Came The Sun: Overcoming The Legacy of Mental Illness, Addiction and Suicide In My Family, out April 7. “I started to see that he he had a kind of crush on me, though I dismissed it as the kind of thing that seemed to happen any time middle-aged men got around young women.”
Hemingway told her parents about the Paris invitation, hoping they would quash the idea. Instead, she writes, they were “impressed, even a little enthusiastic.”
At first she thought they had misunderstood. “I repeated myself,” she writes. “He wants me to go to Paris with him. And they repeated themselves: Paris with Woody Allen. No problem. Sounds interesting.”
Hemingway then raised what she calls the “threat level.”
“I told them that I didn’t know what the arrangement was going to be, that I wasn’t sure if I was even going to have my own room,” she writes. “Woody hadn’t said that. He hadn’t even hinted it. But I wanted them to put their foot down. They didn’t.”
After the film came out, Allen called her one day to say “I’m going to come see you in Idaho.” He flew out on a private jet.
On the first day of his visit, they took a hike with her father and dined on pheasant he had shot and killed that morning.
In the middle of the night, Hemingway visited Allen in the guest room. As she recounts in her memoir, “‘I’m not going to get my own room, am I?’ I said. ‘What?’ He was squinting at me like I was speaking a foreign language. ‘If we go to Paris,’ I said. ‘I don’t get my own room, do I?’ He was terribly flustered, not quite awake, not quite in focus, feeling around for his glasses. ‘Listen,’ I said. ‘I just want you to know. I can’t go to to Paris with you.’ ”
The next morning, she writes, a “disconcerted” Allen called a plane to fly back to New York. Afterward, she writes, “Deep down, I was really sad. I loved him as a friend I had agreed to take a part in his movie where I was playing more sophisticated and more adult, and if that was confusing to me, it was also probably confusing to him. It was intimate but it wasn’t. I couldn’t give myself over to it completely, even as an idea.”