Psycho and "The Frisson"
Psycho was supposed to debut in September of 1966 on The CBS Friday Night movie -- but famously, did not. CBS pulled the (very expensively bought) movie at the last minute over the stabbing death that week of the daughter of a US Senatorial candidate(who won.) Word is, it wouldn't have been much of a broadcast of Psycho anyway -- 9 minutes were to be removed and Herrmann's screeching strings turned down low. Also, the San Francisco CBS affiliate announced that it would not air Psycho even before CBS made the announcement. (Imagine: a time where the very IDEA of Psycho being broadcast on TV was verboten to a San Francisco TV station owner.)
But the Hitchcock that WAS broadcast intact in September of 1966 was...Rear Window. As the "opener" for the 1966-1967 season of NBC Saturday Night at the Movies. In accord with a promotion by which all NBC shows that season had paintings made of them for printing in newspapers, TV Guides -- and as posters of the walls of America -- Rear Window as the movie opening Saturday Night at the Movies got a special painting, too.
So if Psycho was not a big deal that season, Rear Window was.
I recall watching it. I recall being very interested in it, intrigued by the possibility that that neighbor over there maybe really DID kill his wife and chop her into little pieces(Psycho wasn't the only Hitchcock movie with a "gore factor" -- its in our minds in Rear Window, but its there.)
And somewhere late into that Saturday night as "Rear Window" neared its climax, came this moment:
James Stewart is alone in his apartment, in the dark, panicking as he realizes that the murderous Lars Thorwald may be getting ready to run(Lars has already nearly killed Stewart's girlfriend, Grace Kelly, who was rescued just in time by the cops). The phone rings. Stewart's expecting that the caller is his cop friend, Tom Doyle(Wendell Corey.) Stewart blurts into the receiver "Tom, you'd better get over here, I think Thorwald is going to escape!"
And the phone clicks on the other end and goes dead. And Stewart realizes: that wasn't cop Tom Doyle on the phone. It was killer Lars Thorwald. Who now knows where Stewart lives. And is coming for him.
The frisson.
I felt it in that moment, at a very young age, a very long time ago: the frisson. Oh, I didn't know what that meant. But I knew how it FELT: literally or figuratively, the hairs rise on the back of the neck, the pulse quickens, the suspense kicks in with a sense of uncontrollable excitement. The killer knows who James Stewart IS. The killer knows where James Stewart LIVES. And the killer is coming for James Stewart NOW.
The frisson.
About a year and a half later -- a few months into 1968 -- I was at a theater seeing the thriller "Wait Until Dark." Near the end. Blind heroine Audrey Hepburn is being reassured by Richard Crenna -- a crook hired to con her out of something valuable -- that she doesn't have to worry about his more psychotic partner, Alan Arkin. Arkin has been killed, Crenna notes, by the third crook in the scheme(Jack Weston), and won't be bothering her. But WE know that Arkin actually killed Weston, and is still very much alive. Out there. Somewhere.
Crenna tells Hepburn he will leave her now, nothing more to worry about. He hovers in her doorway and turns to say:
"And Suzy, I just want you to know that--"
And he stiffens, freezes, gulps..his eyes go dead. He falls forward, a knife in his back , dead. With Arkin entering the door behind him and locking it.
The frisson.
I remember AGAIN feeling that excitement, that gut drop, that mix of horror and desire that this thriller was becoming truly THRILLING. And I remember this -- I flashbacked on that 1968 night to that OTHER night in 1966 when James Stewart heard that empty click on the other end of the phone. I PUT THEM TOGETHER. I understood in that moment that there if there was something truly great about thrillers, something bigger and better and more involving than other types of movies, it would be THIS. This feeling.
The frisson.
Frisson defined: "A sudden strong feeling of excitement or fear a thrill." ie "A frisson of excitement."
Is it a French word? I don't know. But I know that some years after Rear Window and Wait Until Dark, I read the word used as above and it became a key to understanding how thrillers work -- when they peak -- perhaps even why they matter. As Hitchcock said (paraphrased) "People have become too jellified do to the safety of the modern world; their instinctive mechanisms of fear are not used as they would be in nature. The best way to replicate those mechanisms, it seems to me, is through a movie."
Touche.