“We’ve become a race of Peeping Toms. What people ought to do is get outside their own house and look in for a change. How’s that for a bit of homespun philosophy?” – Thelma Ritter in Alfred Hitchcock’s Rear Window
Let’s face it. Thanks to social media, people are afraid of one on one contact. It’s good to talk a big game or “like” sexual fantasies, post rants and even “like” exotic cities, because your fears are winning and holding you back to actually see the world with your own eyes and experience actual passion with someone. One nighter drunkie drug fucks certainly don’t count. Without life experience, there is no life.
What is worse? Not knowing who you are? Frustrated and stuck to get to who you really want to be? Or losing yourself? There’s nothing more scary than to lose your identity. Do you find yourself looking in the mirror, without a face? My “travail d’investigation privé” is to be sure I never leave my true identity at the scene of the crime. I am faceless. I am fearless. I am Emma Holt, and I am hired to protect, seek information and ease the mind of the nervous victim. What people do out of desperation, money, attention, love, approval, and hide embarrassing regretful choices. In this “case” I am hired to reveal the embarrassing regretful choice. What is your regret?
I think Thelma Ritter has a point. Although James Stewart looks kind of sexy holding binoculars, I say hold the binoculars. May I take a cowardly “like” for 300 please?
– Alexis Iacono
(Photos, hair, and makeup by Reba Vera)