Alligators have the right idea. They eat their young.

I’ve heard the 1945 film noir Mildred Pierce called “anti-feminist” by some critics. This in itself is not surprising–the noir genre is notoriously woman-unfriendly, populated mainly by harridans, manipulative shrews, and sly seductresses, all depicted with broad, stereotypical strokes by a cadre of male directors. But the title character of Mildred Pierce is much more…

She might have fooled me, but she didn’t fool my mother.

It felt appropriate to talk about this film today of all days. What’s Halloween without a little mother-love and murder, courtesy of the great Hitch? Psycho marks Alfred Hitchcock’s first tentative steps into the horror genre. By today’s standards, in which the amount of gore and viscera is directly proportional to box-office performance, it’s virtually…