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Did you know that Anthony Hopkins has a sister? Her name is Gertrude and she stayed home in Wales until she was middle-aged, and then she moved to the United States. St. Louis, specifically. She visited her brother on the set of one of his movies just once - The Girl From Petrovka, I think it was - but she didn't really like that scene so much. Movie people left her cold. So she and her brother don't have much to talk about, the few times they do talk anymore. She called him up once because she noticed she wasn't on his IMDb page biography, but he never got back to her on that, and she's still not there. She likes to take walks sometimes. She doesn't stay out too late though, since she gets cold easily. She has several pairs of those rainbow socks with the individual toe sleeves. The one great romance of her life died in a terrible fire. If given the choice, she will always pick caramel flavored popcorn over the regular buttery kind, but she usually stays away from popcorn altogether because the dental insurance her job gives her isn't any good.
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that might be the strangest movie review in the history of ever. Either the movie perplexed you enough to force you to stall by writing this or you disliked it so much you'd rather write about Hitchcock's sister. I'm guessing it's the latter rather than the former. How close am I?
Just saw your rating for this movie. I answered my own question, thankyouverymuch.
It wasn't just that I didn't like the movie - it was the movie was an active repudiation of itself, which I tried to distill with this review. That is, it's a movie about Alfred Hitchcock making Psycho that seems to have no interest at all in telling us about Psycho or showing anything about Psycho but would rather dance around for 3/4s of its running time with a bunch of totally made-up melodrama about Hitch's wife. I love his wife Alma and I know lenty about her and I have no idea who the hell Helen Mirren was playing but it was nonsense, all in the name of some other movie that I can't imagine anybody sitting in the audience was there to see.
this is such a brilliant review that i am deeply ashamed of mine. well done good sir. may you never be stabbed to death in the shower.
From your lips to all of my future cross-dressing Dissociative Identity Disorder'd hotel managers' ears, Nat. ;)
this review is amazing. as for the film, the performances are solid (i didn't even mind biel as vera miles) but this dumbed-down biopic has a strange tone, fluffy & jazzy, and so wink-wink (which i despise) that didn't suit the material. i was wondering about the veracity of the film and its plodding alma subplot. if most of the stuff about her here is bs, this movie seems even less worthwhile.
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