Having already written the evocatively titled “A Splurch in the Kisser” about Blake Edwards, who directed “Breakfast at Tiffany’s,” Mr. Fifth Avenue Danish in the history of American film. This alluring little book is devoted to the contradictions that pervade “Breakfast at Tiffany’s”: the contrivances that kept it so frothy, the weirdly backhanded feminist message (Holly was certainly free spirited) and the unusual place occupied by this sprite, her evening gown and her 5 a.m. Sam Wasson’s “Fifth Avenue, 5 A.M.” is willing to take a fond and incisive look, if not Paramount’s self-importantly tough one. “Since Miss Audrey Hepburn has never played any part that has suggested she was anything but pure, polite and possibly a princess,” said one desperate press release, “a hard look at Miss Golightly is in order.” It tried to explain why Holly Golightly the professionally adorable heroine of “Breakfast at Tiffany’s,” a woman who stayed out all night and regularly accepted $50 gratuities from sundry gentlemen friends was actually squeaky-clean. In 1961 Paramount Pictures’ publicity department attempted a remarkable acrobatic feat.
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