Lucie and Hitch have the same birthday. She's very proud of that. And she loves his movies, which makes me proud. Normally she refuses to watch old movies on principle. If it's in black and white, forget it. But for Hitch it's okay.
I admire the way Hitchcock was able to exploit his twisted vision in the context of popular entertainment. I don't think he thought he was creating art, but he was certainly an artist.
Now I feel like watching Vertigo. Or Strangers on a Train. Or Psycho. Or.....
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