If there’s anything that Alfred Hitchcock loved more than an impeccably plotted setpiece or perfectly planned shot, it probably was taking the fraying psyche of
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Frenzy (1972) – Review
Alfred Hitchcock is usually considered the purveyor of the classy thriller, giving his complex scenarios an air of respectability regardless of having his movies packed
Stage Fright (1950) – Review
After making a slew of cutting edge thrillers in Hollywood since 1939, Alfred Hitchcock decided to return to home soil to make Stage Fright, a
Rear Window (1954) – Review
To say that Alfred Hitchcock loved a gimmick is an understatement the size of claiming that Norman Bates is close to his mum; but in
North By Northwest (1959) – Review
After crafting a filmography full of malicious mistaken identities and craven conspiracies, how does someone like Alfred Hitchcock let his hair down after decades of
The Birds (1963) – Review
“The Birds Is Coming!” screamed early ads for Alfred Hitchcock’s horror/thriller, simultaneously giving grammar nazis an utter conniption and alerting 60s cinema goers that something
Dial M For Murder (1954) – Review
Despite being labelled a Master of Suspense who regularly delved into the dark recesses of the human psyche in thrillers concerning murder, deceit and scandal,
Vertigo (1958) – Review
Preserving the secret of a film that’s armed itself with devastating twist is becoming something of a lost art. Be it through careless posting on
Strangers On A Train (1951) – Review
Give Alfred Hitchcock a decent plot and the man was untouchable – his intuitive use of the camera would certainly guarantee that – but give
I Confess (1953) – Review
Hitchcock was always credited with being a master of suspense who was able to wring nerve-shattering tension with almost any scenario placed in front of
The Wrong Man (1956) – Review
Alfred Hitchcock is, was, and ever will be revered as the Master of Suspense as his countless thrillers allowed him to play merry Hell with
Psycho (1960) – Review
Technically speaking, I have never seen Psycho – at least not in the way that rotund blonde botherer Alfred Hitchcock had intended. After all who
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