No, YOUR hair looks stupid.
Back in August of 1990, my family visited Universal Studios in Florida, where I saw the Alfred Hitchcock exhibit. I LOVED it.
At home, I found Alfred Hitchcock Presents was showing on Nick-At-Night. I watched it as often as I could, and Hitchcock movies, too.
I forgot which year it was exactly – I’m estimating 1991 – when I was babysitting some neighbor kids. An episode called “I Killed The Count, Part I” came on, then “I Killed The Count, Part II.” I started watching Part III, but the parents came home and it was time for me to leave. I ran home but missed the ending.
I missed the ending. The ending is the biggest payoff in Hitchcock-blessed productions.
When would the episode come back on? There were hundreds of them, and this was long before electronic guides or simple ways to record things (VHS tapes!).
A couple of years ago I set my DVR to record the Alfred Hitchcock Hour, and also Alfred Hitchcock Presents. The episodes piled up and DVR only had so much space. I watched it when I could but I’m far from finished.
This week, on my DVR, I found “I Killed The Count” Parts I, II… and III. My eyes lit up. ~Twenty-five years later, I got to finish watching what I started. Hallelujah.
The ending was just ok.
