After the talk, I had 45 minutes before a screening of one of the four Hitchcock/Grant movies: To Catch a Thief. My friend Matt, who was coming with me, met me outside the BFI bearing a currywurst so I wouldn't starve to death, since I'd come to the talk straight from work.
The film, in which Grant plays a reformed cat burglar trying to clear his name, was new to both of us, and we enjoyed it a great deal. It's just the kind of 1960s caper I like: shot in the glamorous, sun-drenched setting of the French Riviera, with a comedy car chase, fun characters and a real cat.
"I bet there's a Remington Steele episode that references this," I thought. (There is, and I have watched it.)
Biggest laugh of the evening: Grant as John Robie introduces insurance agent Hughson to quiche Lorraine.
I'm never sure whether I prefer young, lissome, monochrome Cary or the grey-templed Technicolor version. He certainly looks very good here, with his tan and his collection of stripey tops worn with neckerchiefs.
I've seen North by Northwest a number of times, and Notorious as part of the current season, which leaves only Suspicion of the quartet to view. Maybe I'll see if it's still playing...