Last friday marked the 50th Anniversary of the original release of Vertigo, Alfred Hitchcock's subtle and wandering masterpiece. Celebrating the 50th anniversary, the NYTImes had a nice review:
In a way the wandering is all that matters when you’re watching “Vertigo,” for the first time or the 10th...This movie isn’t constructed, as most thrillers are, to get us from point A to point B as swiftly and as efficiently as possible. “Vertigo” instead circles compulsively around a set of visual and verbal (and musical) motifs — spirals, towers, bouquets, the words “too late” — which keep bringing us back to the same places, turning us in relentlessly on ourselves. There’s a wonderful scene in which Scottie follows Madeleine through the dizzying streets of San Francisco to his own home. He looks puzzled, utterly disoriented, and the viewer knows exactly how he feels.It's never been my favorite Hitchcock film, but I think that was partly because I was young when I first saw it. Though there is nothing objectionable in it, it is definately an adult film. I never understood it. Now I see that it is truly remarkable: a troubled look at modern man--wandering an lost, though he should be a pilgrim.
(An added plus: it features some of the best shots of San Francisco ever filmed.)
The original trailer.
Buy it here.