I've had enough for now, though. My evening treat will be to watch Hitchcock's Vertigo, because it recently overtook Citizen Kane in some random voting system of critics at the BFI, as the greatest film ever made.
I have to admit, that is not how I remember it, but I am willing to be surprised. I suspect that it may look different now that David Lynch has increased our sensitivity to atmosphere and Freudian ambiguities.
Hitch doing his walk on, at Pier 70 |
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