Hidden Hitchcock, by D. A. Miller. Chicago: University of Chicago Press, 2016. 208 pages.
ALFRED HITCHCOCK’S FILMS have always invited what Freud called “wild analysis.” (“You Freud, me Jane?” Tippi Hedren’s character says to Sean Connery in Marnie , as he forces her to free-associate.) Indeed, it’s hard to think of any other filmmaker who has been called on to prove so many points by so many critics. And it’s hard to think of any other filmmaker who has embarrassed us quite so thoroughly, by showing us, time and again, that we aren’t nearly as clever as we thought we were. “The New Yorker critic described that picture as ‘unconsciously funny,’” Hitchcock complained to François Truffaut, referring to the magazine’s review of North by Northwest (1959). “And yet I made [it] with tongue in cheek; to me it was one big joke. When Cary Grant was on Mount Rushmore, I would have
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