The Birds

I've just had an email from Madam Noir.  She has been going through a bit of a Hitchcock phase, and tells me she watched The Birds last night.

The Birds is my favourite Hitchcock film by a country mile. Of course, the Daphne du Maurier connection helps.  Such a strange and twisted story.

Now, I can't help think the chap in The Birds reminds me of Rochester. It's an eyebrows thing.  Or possibly just the synchronicity of a swarthy rogue whose life is violently decimated by his chaotic and unhealthy relationship with birds.