Master of suspense
Delighted in frightening
Scared us showerless
— Lairbo

As a follower, you’re probably astutely aware that Hitch is my absolute favorite director. This obsession started during the beginning of my high school days (9th grade, precisely) when I first watched The Birds. Then I watched Rebecca, followed by Psycho and I said to myself and everyone around me that this guy was pretty fricken (yes, I said fricken) awesome and I developed this crazy infatuation for his films. I mean crazy. I would proudly speak of his brilliant mind among friends and family. I decided at that point, if someone didn’t like him or appreciate his fine work, then I just couldn’t be friends with them (yes, I suppose I’m that sort of mean person), for I knew getting along would be next to impossible. When my boyfriend and I first started out, he hadn’t ever really watched Hitch films and I decreed that since I liked him so much (my boyfriend) I’d give him a chance to catch up on the times. Low and behold, he loves Hitch too (obviously, since I’m still with him *wink*).



Regardless, Hitchcock, with his mind full of wit and wisdom, his clean knack of suspense and comedy, and his womanizing ways, pretty much rules the world (even in death).