Marnie (trailer, 1964)

How do you do? I am Alfred Hitchcock and I would like to tell you about my latest motion picture, Marnie, which will be coming to this theatre soon. Marnie is a very difficult picture to classify.

It is not psycho, nor do we have a horde of birds flapping about and pecking at people will in nearly. We do have two very interesting human specimens. A man and a woman. One might call Marney a sex mystery, that is, if one use such words, but it is more than that.

Perhaps the best way to tell you about the picture is to show you a few scenes. This is Mark coming down the stairs of his family home outside Philadelphia. He is a hawk or man, dark and brooding.

He is, in a sense, a hunter. And this is what he is hunting. Marney, seeing her in her mother's modest house, one wonders how two such different people put cross paths. It was certainly not Marney's idea.

Marney was going about her own business like any normal girl. Happy, happy, happy. Suddenly into this colorful life comes Marney. At first he didn't know what to make of Marnie. She does seem a rather excitable type.

What would account for this strange behaviour? Has she just realised that she forgot her umbrella? The colours, stop the colours! What colours? Marnie's trouble goes deeper than that. Far deeper. And this is the problem which Mark must probe.

But first something must be done to calm this girl. Our hero applies mouth to mouth resuscitation. But that may give you the impression this picture is all sex and no mystery. Not so at all.