In the woris of one informant, these people are all, a sort of reddish mixish people , a mixture, judged by their own accounts, of Amerindian, Dutch and African.
“Keeping her away from us will only rouse her interest all the more,” Zarah stated flatly. “Especially if she turns out to be a journalist or a paparazza. Worse yet, who knows? She could even be a spy working for our competitors.”
First of all, I want to say I’m not a fan of the, how do I say, advertisement of the movie as an “eat the rich” movie because what I actually tried to do was to portray everybody as nice.
'No, but we'll do the babiest thing we can do the minute we get home. We'll have a dolls' tea-party. That'll make us feel as if there wasn't really any magic.'
