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’m thinking this is only true in a sense.
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.
Nevermore, you say?
The Birds is one of our go-to movies, especially on a Sunday night.
Love the poster art.
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.
Mohawk Valley Girl 
I liked the examination of his fixation on blondes in the modern movie, “Hitchcock.” My favorite play of his is “Rear Window.” My favorite exciting Alfred Hitchcock movie is, “Psycho.”
“Rear Window” is our favorite, too. I need to see the movie “Hitchcock.” I’ve read stuff about his blonde fixation.