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Wednesday, September 10, 2014

The 39 Steps







Hitchcock cameo
 





Hitchcock on the set with a handcuffed Madeleine Carroll and Robert Donat
 


















THE 39 STEPS            A                    
Great Britain  (86 mi)  1935  d:  Alfred Hitchcock

There are twenty million women in this island and I’ve got to be chained to you.
—Richard Hannay (Robert Donat)

While certainly one of the more entertaining, critically praised, and commercially successful films of the early Hitchcock period, this was a huge hit in Britain and the first Hitchcock movie to make an impact in America, capturing the attention of producer David O. Selznick who eventually brought him to work in America.  Coming during Hitchcock’s series of politically themed spy thrillers beginning with THE MAN WHO KNEW TOO MUCH (1934) through The Lady Vanishes (1938), all set in a backdrop of contemporary European politics during the build-up to war, this one served as a model for several of his later romantic espionage thrillers, most notably NORTH BY NORTHWEST (1959).  The film also returns to the theatrical setting of his first feature, The Pleasure Garden (1925), opening with a vaudeville show in an unnamed music hall and closing at the London Palladium, where the film in between serves as a kind of evening feature attraction, linking the working class audience of the first, where beer is served on the side of the auditorium to patrons watching the show, to the more respectable establishment for the middle class.  Adapted from a 1915 novel by John Buchan, much of the film’s success must be credited to screenwriters Charles Bennett and Hitchcock’s uncredited wife, Alma Reville, who had a hand in nearly every 30’s Hitchcock script, as the film is a masterwork of compression, literally stuffed full of great characters and memorable sequences, where the protagonist jumps from one close call to another, always moving at an accelerated pace, where one of the special Hitchcock flourishes is a perfectly timed shot of an onrushing locomotive train whistle coinciding with a woman opening her mouth to scream.  Not lost on Hitchcock was the success of Frank Capra’s IT HAPPENED ONE NIGHT (1934), a story of bickering mismatched lovers on the road, which came away with five Academy Awards, while making a fortune at the box office.  Fusing screwball comedy with the spy thriller genre, Richard Hannay, Robert Donat, who won an Academy Award as Best Actor for GOODBYE, MR. CHIPS (1939), spends about a third of the film handcuffed to the chic, cool, and ultra sophisticated blond Pamela, Madeleine Carroll, who thinks he’s a murderer.  Carroll was the highest paid actress in the world in 1938, earning a whopping $250,000.  At one time married to Sterling Hayden during the war years, she abandoned her career when her sister was killed during the WWII London Blitz and dedicated her life to helping wounded children and servicemen, where she never regained the same success afterwards.  

Hitchcock seems to be paying tribute to cinema history with this homage to Cecil B. DeMille’s THE AFFAIRS OF ANATOL (1921), where the married protagonist rescues no less than three different damsels in distress.  Similarly, Hannay’s episodic journey centers around his encounters with three women, where the second woman is modeled after Anatol’s second rescue, a dour Presbyterian farmer’s wife (beautifully played by Shakespearean actress Peggy Ashcroft).  These stories are all told from a single point of view, where Hannay’s deadpan (similar to Hitchcock’s own during his legendary speeches) greets the absurdity of each developing situation.  DeMille was certainly one the most important filmmakers in the world during Hitchcock’s youth, both working together for Paramount in the 50’s, where each had a personal obsession with perfection and the box office.  It was only after DeMille’s cooperative role with the Hollywood blacklisting during the rabidly anti-communist era of witch hunts during McCarthyism that Hitchcock turned against his former idol.  The film is a series of densely packed episodes of meticulous detail, each a self-contained story within itself that opens under rather extraordinary circumstances where Hannay is a Canadian visiting London where he is initially seen as one of the patrons in a crowded British music hall, now a virtually obsolete, distinctly British institution that was designed to entertain the urban masses, where the star of the show (supposedly based on a real-life music hall performer known as Datas, according to Hitchcock) is a specialty act with a photographic memory known as Mr. Memory (Wylie Watson), where the audience is invited to challenge his superlative powers of recollection.  In this manner Hitchcock is able to show a cross section of ordinary people enjoying an evening out at the theater where the established mood is one of jocularity until a fight breaks out at the bar and shots ring out, causing instant panic where customers stream for the exists.  In the ensuing chaos, a seemingly frightened woman, Annabella Smith (German actress Lucie Mannheim), takes Hannay’s arm and asks if she can go home with him.  “It’s your funeral,” is his flippant answer, not the least bit surprised by her request.

Wrapped under the guise of a casual sexual encounter, this seemingly bold act, especially for the 1930’s when sex would be unthinkable, is initially viewed as completely plausible due to the casual international sophistication of Donat, who is an unusually handsome and debonair leading man, where the film benefits greatly from the authenticity of his performance, seen as the forerunner to Hitchcock’s favorite American leading man, Cary Grant.  It turns out Annabella is not the helpless victim she appears to be, but the one that fired the shots, claiming paid foreign assassins trying to kill her were getting too close.  Once back in his apartment, Hannay remarks sarcastically, “Beautiful, mysterious woman pursued by gunmen.  Sounds like a spy story.”  Little did he know she is a mysterious counter-spy, warning him that his life is in danger (men are seen standing on the corner watching the entryway) as she has uncovered a plot to steal vital British military secrets, masterminded by a man with the top joint missing from one of his fingers.  By morning, Annabella has been stabbed to death by a knife in her back, clutching a map of Scotland with a town circled, where she previously mentioned a professor living there, and “the 39 Steps,” where Hitchcock superimposes his face over the map, so it comes as no surprise when he boards the next train leaving for Scotland, but only after he sneaks out of his apartment (with the killers still outside) disguised as a milkman.  In the course of the film, Hannay also pretends to be a motor mechanic, a marcher in a parade, a political speaker, as well as the murderer himself, traveling from London to the highlands of Scotland, mixing with various social groups along the way, each one emphasizing the dangers he continually subjects himself to, seemingly betrayed at every turn, yet somehow he always manages to escape.  On the train, when he learns from a newspaper that he’s been charged with murder and the target of a nationwide manhunt, to avoid police who are searching the passengers, he sneaks into a private compartment with a single occupant and kisses the attractive Pamela (Madeleine Carroll), pretending to be her husband, but she immediately turns him into the authorities, eventually escaping by jumping off the train at the Forth Rail Bridge.  This is one of the earliest examples in a Hitchcock film where a romance is developed around an ordinary man that is caught up in an extraordinarily complicated spy conspiracy while being charged with a murder he did not commit, forced to go on the run where he must unravel the mystery and stop the foreign spy rings to prove his innocence. 

Among the more poignant sequences ever filmed by Hitchcock comes as Hannay has been walking at length through the rolling foothills of Scotland and comes across a small farm where the dirt poor proprietor (John Laurie) offers him a place for the night, as he’s nearly 14 miles away from his intended destination.  Though it’s a brief scene, it’s carried by the supreme performance of the farmer’s wife, Margaret, the 27-year old Peggy Ashcroft whose theatrical exploits would extend seventy years, becoming Dame Ashcroft, winning a Best Supporting Actress Award a half century later for A PASSAGE TO INDIA (1984).  In only her second film, Ashcroft reveals her own tragic circumstances as a puritanically repressed wife of a hard, domineering husband, where we witness her disappointment at being stuck on the farm, where she willingly helps the stranger, even after their eyes see the same newspaper headlines exposing him as a murderer.  Her intelligence and selfless generosity belies her own fate, imprisoned by the worst aspects of a bad marriage where her situation appears hopeless, as she is subjugated, treated like property, and eventually beaten by her fanatically jealous and possessive husband who spies on her and suspects her of amorous leanings.  Her hushed tones literally haunt this episode, giving Hannay her husband’s best coat and helping him escape out the back door despite the inevitable beating to come.  With the police still in pursuit, scouring the Scottish countryside, Hannay arrives in the circled town on the map and heads for the biggest manor, which turns out to be the home of Professor Jordan (Godfrey Tearle), a highly respectable man who seems to embody the best of civilized manner, distinguished as a pillar of the community, yet Hannay immediately realizes his mistake when the professor shows that he is missing part of his little finger.  With everything leading up to this moment, he has become face to face with the enemy, catching him completely off guard and without a plan, certainly nothing to match the pistol the professor pulls out of his pocket to shoot him, but only after a calm and perfectly reasoned explanation for why this course of action is the only logical thing to do.  This jarringly development, the unusual killing of the main character anticipates Hitchcock’s later film Psycho (1960) where Hitchcock kills off Janet Leigh as Marion Crane in the first third of the film.  Yet somehow Hannay manages to escape, as the bullet is caught in a hymnal left in the farmer’s coat pocket.  The sheriff’s wry remark upon hearing this implausible story, “And this bullet stuck among the hymns, eh?  Well, I’m not surprised Mr. Hannay, some of those hymns are terrible hard to get through.”  

The sheriff, however, is chums with the professor and doesn’t believe a word of Hannay’s story about his neighbor’s involvement with a spy ring, handcuffs one hand and is about to hand him over to the foreign agents when he jumps through a window and makes his escape, joining into the anonymity of a street march before ducking into a side street door where he’s immediately mistaken for the introductory speaker at a political rally and waved to the podium, giving a rousing impromptu speech in response to a question about the “idle rich,” describing what amounts to an international socialist utopia, “a world from which suspicion, cruelty, and fear have been forever banished,” to thunderous applause.  As his speech gains momentum, however, he’s recognized in the audience by Pamela, who gets what she thinks is the police, but it’s the agents posing as the police, insisting that Pamela come down to the station to make an identification, but instead they make a detour to the professor’s house several hours away.  By a stroke of luck, a herd of sheep block the road, where the men handcuff Pamela to Hannay as they get out to clear the road, giving them a chance to make their escape, with Hannay forced to drag her along, making their way through the mist to a country inn where they are mistaken for a romantic couple, instead incessantly bickering with each other.  She manages to elude the handcuffs in the middle of the night, but overhears the fake policemen on the phone downstairs whose conversation only confirms Hannay’s assertions, where it all eventually leads to the London Palladium, as Hannay alerts Scotland Yard by sending Pamela to London, but their search reveals no missing documents, and instead follow the girl to get to Hannay.  With secret agents, Scotland Yard, and the protagonists all converging at the same location, once more featuring the performance of Mr. Memory, Hannay is finally able to figure it out, that the agents are using Mr. Memory to smuggle the secrets out, so he shouts out to the stage, “What are the 39 Steps?”  As if by habit, and unphased by the question, Memory methodically provides the answer, “The 39 Steps is an organization of spies, collecting information on behalf of the foreign office of…”  The professor shoots him before he can finish the sentence, leaping off the balcony, but is instantly apprehended.  A dazed and weakened Mr. Memory is able to unleash his precious secrets to Hannay before dying on the spot, as the still handcuffed Hannay reaches for the hand of Pamela as the curtain closes.  

In Kenneth Barrow’s book, Mr. Chips: The Life Of Robert Donat (1985), he reveals that Hitchcock was a persistent and sometimes wicked practical joker, recounting Robert Donat’s recollection of his first meeting with Madeleine Carroll on the set of the film: 

On our first morning at the studio, immediately after being introduced, we were shackled in a pair of handcuffs, each having one hand imprisoned, and commenced to act a scene.  Such a start was not exactly helpful in establishing relations, we thought, and these feelings were not lessened when, at the conclusion of the scene ‘Hitch’ lost the key of the handcuffs!  For nearly an hour Madeleine and I shared this enforced companionship, while the hunt for the key of the handcuff was sustained.  There was nothing else to do, so we talked of our mutual friends, of our ambitions, and of film matters generally.  Gradually our reserve thawed as we exchanged experiences.  When Hitch saw that we were getting along famously, he extracted the ‘missing’ key from his waistcoat pocket, released us, and said, with a satisfied grin, ‘Now that you two know each other we can go ahead.’

While there have been two remakes of this film, in 1959 and again in 2008, both are clumsy attempts that have little of the precision and craftsmanship of Hitchcock, where the film ranks among Hitchcock’s best films, greeted enthusiastically by audiences in England and America.  In 1999, the British Film Institute ranked it the fourth best British film of the 20th century.  Cinematographer Bernard Knowles and Austrian art director Oscar Werndorff can take much of the credit for the atmospheric look of the film, especially the outdoor Scottish highlands sequences.  Hitchcock educated himself in the technical, structural, and aesthetic aspects of cinema, which helped form a distinctive narrative in his earlier silent films, but he also developed his own editing style, constantly learning from his collaborators.  Hitchcock was extremely systematic, and was fascinated by the mathematics of editing to create his iconically suspenseful thrillers.  While there is little doubt that Hitchcock became more of a professional filmmaker after he made his move to America, his 30’s films may not reach the same level of artistic heights, but they do provide a level of fresh spontaneity and energy that is often missing in his later works.   

Note – Hitchcock has a brief cameo just prior to the 7-minute mark, seen in his signature coat and hat passing in front of the bus at a bus stop, tossing away some litter (a white piece of paper, perhaps a crumpled cigarette box) just as Hannay and Annabella are making their escape from the music hall commotion.  Also, in recognition of his contribution, Hitchcock gave screenwriter Charles Bennett his own Hitchcock-style cameo, coming directly on the heels of the director’s own cameo, both seen as passerby’s near the bus, where Hitchcock was passerby #1 while Bennett was #2. 

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

The Pleasure Garden

















THE PLEASURE GARDEN          C+            
Great Britain  Germany  (75 mi)  1925  d:  Alfred Hitchcock 

Hitchcock’s first feature film at the age of 25 is notable for several reasons, not the least of which is the assistant director Alma Reville became his eventual wife and lifelong companion, often thought to be the only other trustworthy person in the room for Hitchcock, as she was a talented writer and editor in her own right with a sharp eye for finding mistakes and inconsistencies in the frame, where at least initially, he was working for her when they first met in the London film studios of the 1920’s and were married shortly after this film was released.  But the film is also significant as the first two Hitchcock efforts (the second, THE MOUNTAIN EAGLE has been lost) were filmed in German studios, mainly in Munich, where it’s likely Fritz Lang had already begun shooting METROPOLIS (1927) at UFA Studios in Berlin, which began in May 1925, generating an interest in German Expressionism, which was a central influence in THE LODGER (1926), but also later films like Suspicion (1941) and Marnie (1964).  As a production assistant, Hitchcock was sent to visit the huge UFA studio facilities in Germany and met F.W. Murnau, even watching Murnau directing THE LAST LAUGH (1924), a silent picture that dispensed with the use of title cards and told its story entirely through visuals only.  Finally it must be noted that one of the earliest images in a Hitchcock film is that of an older man developing an instant obsession with a blonde, one of the director’s own major obsessions, as that customer is one of many of the older, well-dressed men ogling at the legs of the showgirls on display, which happens to be the first images of the movie, where the girls literally introduce themselves to the audience by walking down a circular staircase before they get into their dance routines.  The restoration has done wonders for this film, adding twenty minutes that were presumably lost, while also adding a color scheme, including sepia tones, blue, and purple, literally transforming the look of the film.  Hitchcock got his start as a designer of what were called “art titles,” embellishing the silent era title cards that provided the dialogue, adding themed backgrounds and illustrations, while he also wrote scripts, provided the art direction, and worked as an assistant director.  These art titles have been added to the film, helping establish a more natural rhythm.  From the outset, where there’s a dancer performing over the opening credits, it’s an interesting prelude of what’s coming, as it’s basically a film about two London chorus girls working at a club called The Pleasure Garden whose lives move forward in differing directions.     

The opening of this film feels familiar, as it could easily have been swiped in the making of Howard Hawks’ Funny Girl (1968), where Fanny Brice has an initial rejection as a Ziegfeld Follies girl, but steals the show once they hear her sing.  Similarly, Carmelita Geraghty as Jill is a hopeful chorus girl whose dreams are initially dashed.  As she has no place to stay, she is quickly taken under the wing of another chorus dancer, Patsy (Virginia Valli), who should have known to suspect something when Jill hogged the pillow from the opening night, but they try again the next morning, where they decide to give Jill another chance, almost as a joke, as she admits to never appearing onstage before, but her exuberant dancing impresses them enough to give her a featured role.  As the film progresses, Jill is more knowledgeable than she seems, where manipulating others to get what she wants seems to be her primary specialty, while Patsy is exactly what she seems, kind hearted and more concerned about others than her own welfare.  When Jill’s boyfriend comes to pay a visit, Hugh (John Stuart) brings along a friend, Levett (Miles Mander), who takes an interest in Patsy, where Jill agrees to wait for Hugh, as he’s about to leave to go overseas to West Africa for two years as part of his job.  It’s all Patsy can do to keep guys from pawing all over Jill, especially the money grubbing Prince Ivan (Karl Falkenberg), who seems to give her whatever she wants, but she promises Hugh she’ll take care of Jill before he leaves.  Meanwhile, Levett and Hugh are working partners so Levett is also about to leave, but he inexplicably convinces Patsy to get married first, where we see them in blue tint honeymooning along the banks of Lake Como in Italy, which is something of a disaster, as there isn’t a hint of romance, expressed when he throws away the rose on his lapel that Patsy gave him, explaining “It had wilted.”  Of interest, Hitchcock and Alma Reville took their own honeymoon at the exact same spot 18 months after filming.

Unfortunately, the film drags after that, where Patsy continues to pine away for her husband even after he’s proven to be a lout, while Jill is safely in the hands of the Prince, long since forgotten all about Hugh.  When we see shots of West Africa, presumably Ghana, Levett is sleeping with a native girl (unknown actress inaccurately credited as Nita Naldi, who was in the United States at the time of the shoot) that leaps into his arms when he returns, where she waits on him hand and foot, like an obedient slave girl, while he does nothing but drink nonstop and order her around.  It’s impossible to see how the British are benefiting by his service, which may be Hitchcock’s offhanded comment on British Colonialism.  Patsy continues to write, but her letters are unanswered until finally Levett makes a pathetic excuse about how he’s been unable to write due to a high fever.  This sets Patsy in motion, as she believes he needs her, so when she makes a surprise visit, she’s the one who’s in for a surprise, discovering a half-crazed, perpetually drunken Levett with his native girl, while Hugh is the one laid up with a fever, so she leaves her husband and nurses Hugh back to health, finding more comfort in a man who is actually happy to see her in this godforsaken place.  But not before the emaciated Levett goes full-throttle crazy, drowning the native girl (who at the time is attempting suicide, not sure that’s *ever* been depicted before, a rare moment indeed!), demanding his wife return to him, not exactly a well-thought out plan, and then has delirious, ghostly visions of the girl returning as an apparition, haunting him and driving him even more crazy.  The whole African sequence is disappointing, like a cheap melodrama, where Levett’s behavior is simply despicable, where racist colonial attitudes are everpresent, and the whole chorus girl segment disappears entirely.  The energetic enthusiasm of the more interesting dancing opening simply dies out after Patsy’s dumbfoundingly mistaken marriage, where all that’s left are troubles and travails in the tropics.   

Monday, August 12, 2013

Blackmail (1929)

















BLACKMAIL           B+                    
Great Britain  (86 mi)  1929  d:  Alfred Hitchcock

Depending on how you look at it, this is either the final silent Hitchcock film or the first full-length British talking picture, as Hitchcock shot both versions simultaneously, though the talking version featured a few casting adjustments, including the use of an offscreen voice for the leading lady, Anny Ondra, Hitchcock’s first icy blonde, an aloof beauty, sophisticated, smart, and dangerous, traits that Hitchcock felt made the best victims, claiming “They're like virgin snow that shows up the bloody footprints.”  Ondra, however, spoke with a thick Czech accent, supposedly resembling Hungarian actress Zsa Zsa Gabor, so they felt it was unsuitable for a talking picture (That never stopped Zsa Zsa).  Some of the original footage with spoken dialogue also implemented music and sound effects, but they also re-shot a few scenes and used the voice of actress Joan Barry speaking off camera, but the lip-synched words never found the natural rhythm of the silent version, which is now the preferred version, having been restored in 2012 by the British Film Institute along with 8 earlier silent era Hitchcock films, known as The Hitchcock 9, which are now making the rounds in theaters around the world in pristine 35 mm prints.  For some screenings, the film is accompanied by newly commissioned scores, original music written especially for the films by the Mont Alto Orchestra, a five piece chamber ensemble that has scored over 100 silent films using the repertoire and scoring techniques of the orchestras in movie theaters during the silent film era, while other screenings feature live pipe organ accompaniment.  Hitchcock had by now hit his stride in making silent films, which have a rhythm all their own, where in his view “silent pictures were the purest form of cinema,” where a director’s talent was largely based upon his ability to advance a story using the least amount of dialogue title cards.  While the talking version was the first version to hit the theaters, receiving overwhelmingly rave reviews, where sound in its inventive first use was certainly historical and far more influential, but most theaters were still not equipped for sound, so it was the silent version that proved most popular with the public. 

What marks this film among Hitchcock’s early silent features is the sophistication of theme, as it’s largely a character driven film where the focus continually moves back and forth between various characters, continually shifting throughout, offering the audience multiple points of view, written and adapted from screenwriter Charles Bennett’s own play, the first of several collaborations with Hitchcock, including THE MAN WHO KNEW TOO MUCH (1934), The 39 Steps (1935), Sabotage (1936), and Young and Innocent (1937), before leaving England to work with Hitchcock in America on Foreign Correspondent (1940).  The film opens as a strict police procedural, with a view of London’s streets whizzing by from the racing police paddy wagons, where after arresting a suspected criminal holed up in his seedy room, with point of view shots moving from the police, to the criminal, and back to the police again, it’s viewed as just another day at the job by Scotland Yard detective Frank (John Longden).  But Frank receives an earful from his waiting girlfriend Alice (Anny Ondra), who impatiently complains that she doesn’t like to wait.  In the sound version, it opens exactly the same way in a mechanized rhythm of silence, with streets sounds the first sounds heard slowly added, until by the time it gets to Alice, it is full-blown sound from then on.  As they go out to dinner to the Lyon’s Cornerhouse at Piccadilly Circus, they amusingly have to wait for an open table, as the place is packed, and once seated, it’s so busy they have to wait once again for someone to wait on them, which only infuriorates Alice, causing the two to get into an argument where Frank storms out in disgust, but sees her leaving with another gentleman.  Alice allows herself to be taken upstairs to the studio of a young artist (Cyril Ritchard, of Captain Hook fame), supposedly to view his paintings (No, he didn’t ask if she’d like to come up to see his etchings), but he has other intentions, plying her with alcohol as he has her change into various model’s costumes before he sexually assaults her, where in defending herself, expressed with a shadowy hand hovering over a knife that she can be seen frantically reaching for on the table, she kills him with a butter knife, all taking place behind a curtain, his limp arm finally hanging out the window.  In a wordless scene she emerges from behind the curtain shocked and in something of a daze afterwards, still holding the knife and dressed in her undergarments, one of the first Hitchcock scenes to attain this degree of intensity, where she walks the streets all night until returning home in the morning, acting as if nothing has happened.    

Her family owns a corner tobacco market selling cigarettes and cigars, where their morning routine is unchanged except her father (Charles Paton) takes a heightened interest in a murder that’s taken place just around the corner.  The picture of guilt all morning, constantly reminded of what she’s done, Alice soon realizes Frank has been assigned to the case, finding one of her gloves on the scene, which he doesn’t disclose to the police.  So while all the gossip in the shop is about a murder, Frank and Alice conceal their guilty consciences, which is given a somewhat humorous treatment by Hitchcock, playfully toying with their pent-up fears and emotions, first by her ever inquisitive father, then by a gossip who won’t shut up, and finally by a passing stranger named Tracy (Donald Calthrop) who has found the other glove and with sadistic relish attempts to blackmail Frank.  Tracy has the upper hand initially, but the tables turn when it’s discovered he has a criminal record and there is proof he was outside the scene of the crime, but he escapes out the window just as the police arrive, turning into a rollicking chase scene through the streets of London, reaching a climax at the British Museum, where due to a lack of sufficient light, Hitchcock utilized the Schüfftan process, shooting into mirrors that create the illusion of a huge, realistic looking room.  This is the first of three Hitchcock films shot on location at an actual national monument, the others being the Statue of Liberty in SABOTEUR (1942) and Mount Rushmore in North By Northwest (1959).  Inside the museum the blackmailer is seen continually eluding police, climbing down a hanging chain past the peering eyes of a colossal head of an Egyptian god that may be King Ramses, eventually climbing onto the domed roof of the British Museum Reading Room, much like Cody Jarrett’s legendary ascent up the steps of a fuel refinery storage tank in White Heat (1949), where at the top he slips and falls to his death, conveniently wrapping up the case for the police, except Alice is so tormented with guilt that she wishes to confess to the police.  This is the Hitchcock factor, the first of Hitchcock’s guilty women films, preceding the likes of Janet Leigh, Tippi Hedron, or Grace Kelly, vulnerable women wracked by an impending moral dilemma, placing them on the verge of a psychological breakdown.  Hitchcock has a recurring focus on staircases and hands, like Lady Macbeth trying to wash the blood away, which are used to express the emotional fragility of the character, but also there are constantly recurring knife motifs, where the most clever is Alice in her head seeing a neon sign suddenly change from a cocktail shaker to a stabbing knife.  Perhaps most interestingly is the condescending and comedic use of a large painting at the scene of the crime of a clown jester laughing, where the mocking face absurdly comments not only on what’s taking place during the murder scene, literally laughing *at* Alice, like how did you get yourself into this mess, but also the deceitful moral order surrounding the events, as the painting is seen again at the finale, suggesting an ironic offshoot of “The Wrong Man (1956)” theme, as the wrong man dies for a crime he didn’t commit, which in the end is being laughed off by the one who did, along with her boyfriend who helps cover it up.    

Note – Hitchcock had a different ending in mind, revealed in his infamous Truffaut interviews, where after the death of the blackmailer, Alice confesses to the crime, where Frank would be forced to process her arrest, exactly the same images as we saw in the opening scene, placing her in handcuffs, booking her arrest, taking fingerprints, where he and his partner would meet in the men’s room afterwards washing their hands, as they did in the opening, where the unknowing partner would ask, “Are you going out with your girl tonight?” and Frank would answer, “No, I’m going straight home.”  The producers claimed this ending was too depressing.  Hitchcock’s signature cameo appearance comes at about the 10-minute mark, and at 20-seconds is probably the lengthiest in his film career, as he’s reading a book while riding the London subway train alongside Frank and Alice, but he’s constantly irritated by a small boy who is a continual nuisance to the passengers, especially Hitchcock, seen grabbing at his hat.