All Hallows’ Eve fortnight movie throwdown 3: Dial M for Murder
I am not a student of Hitch, I don’t pretend to be. He does beautiful things with celluloid but sometimes I think his scripts might not be so great. Again, I’m no student, The only major work I’ve ever seen is The Birds which is like movie tryptophan for me. No Psycho, no NxNw, and I’ve only seen part of Vertigo, and that was on broadcast tv that was taking commercial breaks, no exaggerate, every 5 minutes. So I am not judging, this is just from my own taste and perspective. I enjoy watching them but I would never go back.
This was no exception, the first act was delightful, the second act started to get a bit unwieldy, and then by the third act I’m just randomly walking out of the room forgetting I’m watching a movie. He did know how to torture blondes though. Eli Roth has a lot to learn, and I would take Hitch style suspense over the theater of escalating gore and sadism that seems the have entwined itself around the genre these days.