Instant Gratification
I'm into it. The instant gratification. That's why I'm in this dilemma now.
I was in Walgreens yesterday afternoon with mother looking for stocking stuffers. I found something for me *g*;so, I got it. But it's officially going to be from mother.
It's a 5 DVD collection of 13 Alfred Hitchcock movies for $10 bucks! I couldn't pass that up. Granted they're not the ones that he's most famous for like Vertigo, Birds, and Psycho. They're from the 1930s, all except one, which is from the 20s.
The thing is I just love Hitchcock as a director. I have this thing for directors the way some people have for actors. I have that thing for actors, too, but there's something about genius, controlling, obsessive, must-get-their-vision-on-the-screen directors that just turns me on. Partly it's because I can understand and empathize with that sort of drive to get this very personal vision out there for the public. Which is kind of masochistic I think because you're not always assured the public is going to get your vision or even like your vision a whole hell of a lot. I certainly know that feeling well. But, the need's still there, pushing you on because you've got this damn vision in your head.
I didn't always have this thing for Hitchcock. I'd seen Birds and thought oh god, how depressing! And then there was Psycho...majorly depressing.
But then a couple of years or so ago there was a Hitchcock retrospective on tv and they showed a selection of his earliest films from the 20s and 30s right up to his last ones. And it wasn't just the most famous ones, there was Marnie, which is not shown very much at all and my very favorite Hitchcock movie, The Trouble with Harry. It's such a wickedly funny movie you get the feeling it's his own personal sense of humor on the screen and I have to say I LOVE his sense of humor.
After that retrospective I had a new appreciation for him. That's why I'm having this instant gratification problem right now. I want to rip the cellophane off my stocking stuffer RIGHT NOW! WAH! I want to watch Charles Laughton in Jamaica Inn right now! *whimper* I ADORE Charles Laughton!
But, I'm going to be strong, keep a firm grip on my control *quivering lower lip* and that cellophane is going to stay inviolate until Christmas morning, dammit!
I'm going to tease myself. It's something we instant gratification freaks like to do! Heeeeee
I was in Walgreens yesterday afternoon with mother looking for stocking stuffers. I found something for me *g*;so, I got it. But it's officially going to be from mother.
It's a 5 DVD collection of 13 Alfred Hitchcock movies for $10 bucks! I couldn't pass that up. Granted they're not the ones that he's most famous for like Vertigo, Birds, and Psycho. They're from the 1930s, all except one, which is from the 20s.
The thing is I just love Hitchcock as a director. I have this thing for directors the way some people have for actors. I have that thing for actors, too, but there's something about genius, controlling, obsessive, must-get-their-vision-on-the-screen directors that just turns me on. Partly it's because I can understand and empathize with that sort of drive to get this very personal vision out there for the public. Which is kind of masochistic I think because you're not always assured the public is going to get your vision or even like your vision a whole hell of a lot. I certainly know that feeling well. But, the need's still there, pushing you on because you've got this damn vision in your head.
I didn't always have this thing for Hitchcock. I'd seen Birds and thought oh god, how depressing! And then there was Psycho...majorly depressing.
But then a couple of years or so ago there was a Hitchcock retrospective on tv and they showed a selection of his earliest films from the 20s and 30s right up to his last ones. And it wasn't just the most famous ones, there was Marnie, which is not shown very much at all and my very favorite Hitchcock movie, The Trouble with Harry. It's such a wickedly funny movie you get the feeling it's his own personal sense of humor on the screen and I have to say I LOVE his sense of humor.
After that retrospective I had a new appreciation for him. That's why I'm having this instant gratification problem right now. I want to rip the cellophane off my stocking stuffer RIGHT NOW! WAH! I want to watch Charles Laughton in Jamaica Inn right now! *whimper* I ADORE Charles Laughton!
But, I'm going to be strong, keep a firm grip on my control *quivering lower lip* and that cellophane is going to stay inviolate until Christmas morning, dammit!
I'm going to tease myself. It's something we instant gratification freaks like to do! Heeeeee