Review of The Birds (1963)
Alfred Hitchcock (director).
Unusually functional but necessarily limited mix of inexplicability, ontologically flaky psychoanalytical sublimations and (Bundy’s) realism. The subverted romantic comedy beginnings add quite a bit. I’m ashamed to say the lack of a score is rather unfortunate, though only in view of the massive artifice in all other respects (except the ending).