In Competition No. 2595 you were invited to submit a poem incorporating the titles of at least six Alfred Hitchcock films.
On one of my aimless ambles along the information highways and byways, I stumbled upon a quote by Fellini describing The Birds as a ‘filmic poem’, which got me thinking about a Hitchcock-related comp. The master of stylish suspense made more than 50 films, so there were plenty of titles to choose from. Most of you used more than six, and although I wasn’t awarding points on that score, hats off to Jim Hayes, who managed to cram in a stonking 45.
W.J. Webster, George Simmers, Michael Brereton and Ray Kelley are unlucky losers. The winners, printed below, get £25 each. Alan Millard gets £30.
Rebecca was keen, I confess,
On the man who knew too much,
A notorious cad and a bounder by gad
With a liking for murder and such.
Her other love, Harry by name,
Was a pig farmer down in the dell,
But the trouble with Harry, who’d asked her to
marry,
Was Harry’s unsavoury smell.
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