Paramount casually drops one of its best-looking Blu-rays, with a nice sideboard of extras.
There’s no George Kaplan, but there’s still spiffy, hypnotic pleasure in this apex of the Master’s perpetual-motion mode.
The picture is hugely pleased with itself, but it’s too funny and expertly calibrated to mind in the least.
Alfred Hitchcock and and screenwriter John Michael Hayes validate their thesis with plenty of spectacle to be voyeuristic over.
Simply as a sample of Hollywood refreshment, it’s a smashing product.