I don’t really know how it started – but it probably began late at night – technically early morning. I have no idea why I was still up, but I was flipping through my meager number of channels, looking for something to watch for a short while. The only thing on besides infomercials must have been the old movie on CBC – a blonde woman with an updo, sitting in a boat, “crossing” a body of water – an obviously fake background, but hey, old movie, whatever. It all seems so benign – that is, until a seagull swoops down and takes a nice nummy swatch of skin from her forehead. Okay. Weird. But cool. Enough to make me look up just what movie I was watching. And I decided then that – next chance I got – I’d rent The Birds and give it a proper watch. That’s when I started loving Alfred Hitchcock films.
This appreciation of Hitchcock is something I can’t quite explain. When it comes to movies, for the most part, I’m a fantasy/sci-fi junkie – I like being sent to worlds I can’t visit on my own. I’m also not a fan of horror movies – I haven’t seen many, but I feel the ones I have were poorly acted, predicable, and a sorry excuse to spew blood and gore all over the screen. But Hitchcock movies are different somehow. Yes, they’re older, and therefore more strictly censored. In a way, though, that makes them better. They’re all about what you don’t know and what you can’t see – and what you make up in your head about what’s really happening is far more intriguing (and sometimes terrifying) than anything that could be splashed across the screen. I also believe these films were made in a time when movies weren’t just produced for profit, and directed by a man who planned everything so meticulously and thought everything out so well that the final product is nothing short of classic – and something everyone should see.
I haven’t seen every Hitchcock film out there – not even close – but I’m working on it. In the time being, though, you might want to check out these ones yourself:


