The famous umbrella scene from Hitchcock's FOREIGN CORRESPONDENT. Not one of my favorite films, but this is definitely a brilliant scene. And perfectly apt for today's Irene Weekend.(Without the assassination of a peace delegate.)
Fortunately we've only had manageable rain and wind so far. Lost power last night for a couple of hours. But other than that, all is well, at least on my block. Rocky hates the rain and refuses to do his ablutions outside, but hey, nobody's perfect.