tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38548109.post5705544518412482922..comments2024-02-13T10:20:04.888+00:00Comments on David Hepworth's blog: Alfred Hitchcock's dirty postcard from LondonDavid Hepworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05973053694541321308noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38548109.post-30698317779406530352012-09-16T12:59:14.787+01:002012-09-16T12:59:14.787+01:00Funny how critical reputations change. 'Frenzy...Funny how critical reputations change. 'Frenzy' used to be seen as Hitch peddling a fake vision of the city that hadn't existed since he left it. One that was as unreal as Dick Van Dyke's cockney accent.<br /><br />We had a trendy young substitute English teacher for a term at school who showed us a lot of movies which we would have deep discussions about afterwards. This was one of them believe it or not, along with "If"londonleehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38548109.post-6355055840908700302012-09-16T12:03:56.043+01:002012-09-16T12:03:56.043+01:00Funny thing about that, Stuart, is that he says &q...Funny thing about that, Stuart, is that he says "my place is on the second floor", but then they go up to the first, which may have been changed for audiences in America where the ground floor is often called the first. Similar with "the neck tie murders". Nobody in the UK calls them neck ties.David Hepworthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05973053694541321308noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38548109.post-38331952381005207812012-09-16T11:13:35.361+01:002012-09-16T11:13:35.361+01:00One of the murders in the film was carried out in ...One of the murders in the film was carried out in a room above Duckworth's music publishers in Covent Garden's Henrietta Street. You can see the brass name plate as Bob Rusk leaves the building and the eerie silence of the murder scene slowly turns into the market hubbub. Duckworth's is still there today.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02113171402505786958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38548109.post-20145447435564072032012-09-15T15:10:27.734+01:002012-09-15T15:10:27.734+01:00Barry Foster's ''Luvleee!'' st...Barry Foster's ''Luvleee!'' still gives me the creeps.<br /><br />Agreed John; The London Nobody Knows is a sobering corrective of the myth of Swinging London. Fascinating too to think that many of the aged people that appear are ,essentially, Victorians.Andy Brimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01583748523594485211noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38548109.post-82519375101056549582012-09-15T11:40:21.256+01:002012-09-15T11:40:21.256+01:00To my chagrin, I've never seen it David: I wil...To my chagrin, I've never seen it David: I will now track it down. You've no doubt seen James Mason's <a href="http://bit.ly/PDRyCu" rel="nofollow"> London? </a>John Meddhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10547777949324509522noreply@blogger.com