Hitchcock | Movie Reviews | Seven Days | Vermont's Independent Voice
Pin It
Favorite

Hitchcock 

Movie Review

What do you do when you’ve decided to make a movie based on a book entitled Alfred Hitchcock and the Making of Psycho but haven’t been able to secure the right to use even a single frame of Psycho? Well, if you’re director Sacha Gervasi and screenwriter John J. McLaughlin, you attempt to compensate — or, perhaps, to distract — by making a movie based mostly on inference, innuendo and speculation instead.

Hitchcock is being marketed as a portrait of a master moviemaker in the process of creating the picture that would prove his greatest commercial success, but it’s less about going behind the scenes than about going behind closed doors. Anthony Hopkins gives one of the least convincing performances of his career in the title role. It doesn’t help that he gives it in a fat suit and under equally unconvincing facial prosthetics, or that much of the time he sounds more like Hannibal Lecter than the film’s subject. Helen Mirren costars as Alma Reville, the maestro’s wife and collaborator.

In adapting Stephen Rebello’s 1990 chronicle of Psycho’s production, the screenwriter has taken a number of liberties. The number is a large one. While Hitchcock begins with the director coming off the triumph of North by Northwest and resolving to show audiences he still has a few tricks up his sleeves at 60, the movie’s focus quickly shifts from public relations to private ones.

The filmmakers proceed to offer a portrait of the couple’s domestic life that is for the most part unencumbered by fact, an existence McLaughlin imagines as a cross between an Eisenhower-era sitcom and a soap opera. Many scenes, for example, concern comical attempts by the corpulent Alfred to indulge his cravings for food and drink without getting caught in the act by Alma. “There are calories in that, you know,” she nags upon discovering an empty wine glass he’s stashed while reading the just-published Psycho. The pair talks shop at night tucked into twin beds like Wally and Theodore Cleaver.

I’m not sure which is more tiresome: the series of fantasy sequences in which Hitchcock interacts with Ed Gein (Michael Wincott), the Wisconsin serial killer who provided the basis for the main character in Robert Bloch’s best seller; or the love triangle Hitchcock’s creators fabricate. You’ve got to wonder about the motives of a writer and director who no sooner inform the viewer that Alma made invaluable contributions to her husband’s work than they proceed to paint her as an attention-starved woman capable of betraying him with a studio hack (Danny Huston).

I found myself wondering about the filmmakers’ motives a lot. I’m not sure why they went to the trouble of dramatizing Hitch’s struggle to get the milestone horror movie made over the protestations of Paramount brass (even taking out a loan on his home to finance it himself) when their real interests clearly were his idiosyncrasies and flaws.

An inordinate portion of this film’s running time is devoted to unflattering depictions of Hitchcock’s well-known foibles and weaknesses. We watch Hopkins sneak snacks like a naughty boy, gulp secret drinks, peer through his office blinds at actresses on the lot and salivate over 8x10 photographs of leading ladies like he’s looking at internet porn. As if that weren’t demeaning enough, we watch him spy on Vera Miles (Jessica Biel) through a hole in the wall as she undresses, though zero evidence suggests Hitchcock ever did such a thing.

So much for the mystery of why Hitchcock’s estate denied permission to use Psycho footage. What can one say, except that Hitchcock is a mediocre film tangentially concerned with the making of an immortal one? Anyone with a passing knowledge of the movie or the man is unlikely to learn much new about either. Gervasi’s latest stretches the truth so frequently and so far it ends up less the story of the genius behind Psycho than a bunch of biographical hooey that’s for the birds.

* Theaters and Showtimes

* Running time: 98 min.

* Rated: PG-13

Got something to say? Send a letter to the editor and we'll publish your feedback in print!

Pin It
Favorite

About The Author

Rick Kisonak

Rick Kisonak

Bio:
Rick Kisonak is a film reviewer for Seven Days.

Comments

Subscribe to this thread:

Add a comment

Seven Days moderates comments in order to ensure a civil environment. Please treat the comments section as you would a town meeting, dinner party or classroom discussion. In other words, keep commenting classy! Read our guidelines...

Note: Comments are limited to 300 words.

Recent Comments

Social Club

Like Seven Days contests and events? Join the club!

See an example of this newsletter...

Keep up with us Seven Days a week!

Sign up for our fun and informative
newsletters:

All content © 2017 Da Capo Publishing, Inc. 255 So. Champlain St. Ste. 5, Burlington, VT 05401
Website powered by Foundation