Rear Window is one of Hitchcock’s greatest suspense movies. The film was before it’s time, a provocative look of what modern Middle America did in 1954 it promoted the voyeur in all of us while revealing that young couples do have sex out of wedlock. The movie, filmed in whole from the perspective of a photographer’s (Jimmy Stewart) apartment window. Wheelchair bound from a broken leg, Stewart is cared for by his girlfriend, the beautiful Grace Kelly. Never taken the time to become familiar with his surroundings, Stewart is now forced to wile away the days observing (spying on) his small Greenwich Village neighborhood from his window.
The suspense builds as Stewart and Grace watch unsavory events unfold, families fight, lovers love, and murder instills. The genius behind Hitchcock has a knack of portraying layer upon layer of uncanny metaphors of modern life. If you haven’t seen it, rent it now, you won’t be sorry.
This is my Rear Window …
In the empty lot about ¼ mile away I can view two, maybe three families living in the tin roof shack. They bathe in the rainwater that pools up around an unfinished foundation.
Each photograph is from a particular window in my apartment. Some views are okay, some not so okay.