Alfred & Hitchcock

Mr. Memory should’ve looked dapper given his freshly-pressed black tuxedo, bow tie, and well-groomed mustache, yet instead he looked ordinary and drab. In contrast, the young woman who introduced him to the small gathering in front of the Alfred Hitchcock section at Stars Wax was bubbly and positively beaming. She relished any opportunity for the spotlight, even if it was only a cheesy promotional event at Los Angeles’s second most popular wax museum. After all, you never knew when there was a Hollywood producer or talent agent in the crowd, even one as small as this one. “Okay, everyone, raise