Hitchcock part 2. This time, pure horror without any rational basis. An apocalyptic what if scenario, the pent up primal fury of our feathered friends unleashed here on a small coastal town. This opening sequence, is stark, blunt and deeply unsettling, the absence of music replaced by the fluttering of wings, alien chirping, screeching and whistles, a winged conspiracy- the everyday, the mundane turned on it’s head. In this stories universe, our complacency feeds our destruction. There is no explanation here. No reason or logic that can save us.