Watched Family Plot last night, for the first time since it came out in 1976. Hitchcock's last film, made on a small budget and with some problems in plot and continuity. But there are still a half-dozen "Hitchcock moments" when you sit up and shake your head. My favorite: a kidnapper in his secret cellar lair, hauling an unconscious body...and then the doorbell rings.
Also: the mid-70s. When William Devane, Bruce Dern, and Karen Black were considered good-looking.
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I've always loved The Trouble With Harry.
And a surreptitious viewing of the Birds when I was seven (my parents thought I went to bed, but I watched from the stair) gave me a lifelong fear of massed birds.
That bastard.
I get masses of crows every workday. The crows here commute: in the morning they head west, and in the evening they come back east to settle in a wooded area. IT IS CREEPY.
When I was at school in upstate NY, the small town I lived in was infested. I discovered that crows (unlike cats) do not like it when you attempt to talk back to them in their own language.
Hey, the presence of crows is a good thing, because it means the absence of West Nile virus.
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