This is tied as my favorite Hitchcock film along with Rear Window. I haven’t seen them all yet, so that may change…

The movie is long, dull, and boring. There are occasional bits that intrigue, but most of the time I was bored waiting for something exciting to happen.

I just got back from seeing Vertigo on a big screen at The National Film Theatre in London, I’ve seen it so many times over the years, and every time I’m astounded by the madness at the heart of the film. How did such a strange film work its way into the mainstream? Either way, I’m glad it did.

Everything, from the colour schemes, the directorial techniques, the glacial Kim Novak and the use of San Francisco as a backdrop to a parade of mentally ill and tragically fragile characters, makes Vertigo worthy of two hours of your time.

You’ll believe that a man can love a dead girl.