Rear Window

It was another average day at work, today. I went out for lunch to the New Yorker bar with my friend Alan, and I had the usual chips (french fries) covered with melted cheese. I left work at about half past six and went home.

This evening I was watching the film Rear Window from 1954, directed by Alfred Hitchcock and based on a story by Cornell Woolrich. The film stars James Stewart as a photojournalist who is stuck in his apartment because of a broken leg, during a hot summer. With nothing better to do, he spends his time spying on his neighbours from his window. However, he soon begins to suspect one of his neighbours of having murdered his wife. The film originated because Hitchock wanted to see if he could make a film on one set and from the same vantage point. It's very cleverly done, with all the different windows visible from the apartment each displying their own mini-dramas. It is a very good film, with a very clever and witty script.