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Despite their misogynous leanings I have loved Alfred Hitchcock’s films from a young age. Many hours have been spent in the company of Norman Bates, Marion Crane, Lisa Freemont and Roger O’Thornhill, or was that George Kaplan? However, it was with some hesitation that I entered the screening of Hitchcock. Ambiguity makes Hitch and his films fascinating, aiding the suspense for which they are famed. This is why I often shy away from these types of fictionalisations, feeling that to know Hitchcock could ruin the magic of his art.   However, the film posed no danger of any real insights into Hitch’s genius, as the best way to describe Hitchcock is fluffy. It brought to mind My Week With Marilyn ;   light, entertaining and enjoyable, but missing the grit to really dissect the personality within. Taking the viewer through the period in which Hitchcock was making Psycho , the film starts promisingly, bringing the viewer unexpectedly into the world of Ed Gein, the notorious seri