Bullet journal of my rewatch of Rope (1948), which I’ve decided is my favorite Hitchcock because that feels like me.
– the EXTENT to which these two are a couple, god watching Hays Code gays makes me feel HIGH sometimes
– you know they’re really unhinged because now they’re drinking champagne out of martini glasses in the middle of the afternoon
– registered homosexual John Dall said I will be playing an evil queen
– but this distinct, dysfunctional, now deadly relationship where everything that’s going on has to be kept just below the surface….the drama here, it’s tenfold
– the DOOR SHOT, the WILDLY FUN SWINGING DOOR SHOT. I let out a little yell!
– what makes this movie so good is that it’s got it all: the suspenseful creepy plot where fancy mid-century boyfriends murder their old schoolfriend and then invite his friends & family over ~just for the aesthetic~, and the bold artistic conceit of styling it like it was all shot in one real-time take, and, dark puns
– oh Janet has now entered the chat, girl you are a fantastic addition
– Jimmy Stewart has just lit his cigarette by picking up an entire taper candle—J Stew has ARRIVED
– it’s been ten years since I first saw this but it is ultimately going to resolve as an anti-eugenics movie right?
– god I love a classical unity, now we’re watching night gradually fall outside the floor-to-ceiling windows! the color shifting, the little lights in this soundstage model of the city coming on…! the craftsmanship, wonderful. the changing clouds were made of spun glass, enchanting
– Phillip’s playing changing with the tension of the dialogue and Rupert’s sly adjustments of the metronome, again, the CRAFTSMANSHIP
– every time we return to Farley Granger looking just miserable….chef’s kiss
– aannnd it IS an anti-eugenics movie, whew we made it
– oh, oh yes, this sublime waiting business as the camera slowly pulls back like a curtain fall—Brandon just silently fixing himself a drink, Phillip sitting down to play piano.. this spooky doomed posh bitches energy! absolutely