I can’t quite put my finger on it. Maybe it’s because of my love for all things 1960’s or because I treasured my family’s Friday nights at Lamppost Pizza as a kid. It might be the simultaneous bombardment of lights and sounds, compounded with the tactile quality of the flippers and the shock wa
"This is why Hitchcock's films will survive, because they give food for thought. They unsettle us and we don't know why. They do not assume we are morons, they let us work things out for ourselves.