Once upon a time I was
some one's Judy, and there was a terrible film
noir falling into a psychedelic spiral feeling, when I found a photograph of the ex before me, which might as well have been a small mirror, I was being groomed to match up with reflection wise.
People are strange, fetishes are stranger....
Anyway first time I saw this I was too young to understand it, "Hitchcock's just
being wilfully weird this time" I remember saying to a f
riend.
Now its like a saw across bone without anaesthesia. Also its
Hitchcock's most beautiful film, with the greatest sense of color and
mise en scene, possibly his most complex script. It's deadly accurate psycho-analysis.
Jimmy Stewart is creepy as hell in this too.
Hitchcock has been written about so much, I wont waste the words trying to dig out something new, but I can say it's one of about his 5 legitimate film masterpieces.
"You shouldn't keep souvenir's of a killing, you
shouldn't have been that sentimental..."
directed by Alfred Hitchcock 
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