As much as I appreciate the indelible mark director Alfred Hitchcock left on the horror and thriller genre, I’ve seen very little of his work. Before watching The 39 Steps tonight, I had only seen The Birds and Psycho. But I had a dream last night that they were showing Vertigo in a newly converted 3D version and the worst part was that I wasn’t upset about this bastardized version of such a classic, likely due to the fact that I’m starved for the man’s work. So I guess my noodle decided it best that I would be watching a Hitchcock film this evening. In fact, given that I’ve had basically no aim with this column since the 70s sex comedy theme from January, I think I’ll start focusing on more of his cannon at some point in the future.
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