It is Alfred Hitchcock’s birthday, August 13. Steven and I had hoped to watch an Alfred Hitchcock movie when we got home tonight, but it seems that will not work out. Is it a Wrist to Forehead Sunday? I fear so. Never mind why; explanations are tiresome. We won’t worry about that but concentrate on the famous director’s birthday.
I picked this picture of him to share, because I liked the saying on it. This is not a rule I follow when I am directing or acting on a stage, by the way.
The Birds is one of our go-to movies, especially on a Sunday night.
Rear Window, however, is arguably our favorite Hitchcock movie. The casting, the acting, the script, everything combines to make an entertaining whole. I say “arguably,” because there is also my beloved Rope. However, I cannot find any photos of Rope, so we won’t talk about that movie right now.
We won’t talk about anything much, as it turns out. It is SO Wrist to Forehead Sunday. Happy Birthday, Alfred Hitchcock. Blog readers, please bear with me. I will try to come up with something better on Middle-aged Musings Monday.