Last night I read the first half of a rather sad book (which I will review very soon) and watched Psycho for the fourth or fifth time and let me tell you, I was in a funk. Not because of the notorious shower scene - that's child's play! In fact, I got over that the first time I watched it, at age ten. Think back to Janet Leigh's driving scenes (at night, during the day, in the rain) accompanied by classic Hitchcockian music while thoughts swirl in her head. She imagines what would happen in the office after her departure, what her boyfriend would say when he saw her, and so on. Although mundane compared to being repeatedly stabbed in the shower, the inner turmoil seems a lot more relatable, thus more frightening. But I digress! To exit this aforementioned funk, I scooped up Lemony Snicket's 13 Words, a book that teaches children words such as Haberdashery and Mezzo-Soprano. Naturally, uncontrollable laughter ensued.
