Moments of greatness, but...
First of all, this picture, the first of Hitch's projects in America, has a great foreboding mood, a fabulous sense of art direction (no wonder Welles was inspired by it for Xanadu in Citizen Kane), and Judith Anderson makes a creepy, delicious villianness. But I think overall this Best Picture of 1940 is over-rated and shows Hitch's discomfort under the strictures of David O. Selznick. For one, I never believed for a minute that Laurence Olivier ever had any deep feelings for Joan Fontaine. She seemed like a trophy wife married just for the purpose of being molded into a fixture of Manderley itself. Plus, the picture feels desperately cut in half, and not in a good way. Just as Gone with the Wind, Selznick's triumph from the year before, obviously appears to be made with at least 3 directors, Rebecca feels like someone else is at the controls the minute Olivier reveals his true feelings for his former wife. Then the previously ominous mood where Fontaine was practically engulfed by the mansion is dispensed with and the 'plot' takes over, with a different pace and altogether different feel. Hitch showed much greater control and consistent style while in Britain with such films as The Lady Vanishes and Sabotage, among others, not to mention brilliant dashes of black humour, something in which this studio-dominated picture is deeply lacking. Rebecca was a good way to get his feet wet in Hollywood, but Hitch would show much greater skill as an 'auteur' later on once he obtained greater control and got Dsvid O. out from behind his shoulder.
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