This is definitely the 1st killer animals film I can remember. Gave me a new appreciation for our feathery buddies that shit all over our vehicles. Never been a huge Hitchcock fan, the name itself kinda scares me. Sounds like some kinda weird sex act or toy to me. But, even I will give the man credit for Psycho and The Birds. He made a classics here. Watching the gulls swoop in, bloodying the faces and necks of the victims running around gets to be almost fun after a few scenes. I love the scene where the birds attack at the party, popping the kids' balloons. Think about how many birds you see in a day. What if they decided to get rid of your ass? I was just puzzled as to why the birds didn't drop a few bombs on their victims too. Can't have everything in life I guess. What happened? Why did they attack? Will it happen again? All these questions go through your head after watching The Birds. Could it ever really happen? Watch the skies kiddies, watch the skies.