Although the excitement I had initially felt upon viewing the trailer was gone, I was simply too interested to not see Hitchcock, a new movie starring Anthony
Hopkins and Helen Mirren as legendary director Alfred Hitchcock and his wife
Alma Reville. I had major fears about this film, having read the book on which
it is supposedly based, Alfred Hitchcock
and the Making of Psycho by Stephen Rebello. Yes, you read that right.
Supposedly based. Because I did not see a film equivalent of Rebello’s book.
What I saw was speculative fiction that didn’t even have the guts to be
entertaining enough to justify my $10.
But I’m getting a bit ahead of myself. What I just wrote is
unkind and unfair to the movie, and I could give it a humiliating review, but
what good will that do? It’ll make me seem like an immature loser, and I’m sure
Anthony Hopkins won’t lose any sleep over it. The above sums up my overall
opinion for those of you who have never read Robert Bloch’s Psycho or who have never seen the Hitchcock
film. If you are one of those people, I have two things to say to you:
(1) Shame on you! Go watch it now!
(2) Turn away now, because the rest of this review will
assume you are familiar with the story. It’s too good for me to spoil it to
anyone unfamiliar with it.

