As everyone knows I'm a movie buff.
However, if there's one movie that gets under my skin, upsets me, turns me upside down, it's Vertigo.
There are no movies that are like this. This one haunts my dreams.
Everyone knows the sources — Hermann got the score out of the Liebestod from Wagner's Tristan und Isolde, Hitchcock nakedly ripped off Buñuel's El, and the Orpheus myth — but the sum total is bigger than its parts.
If it gets under your skin, if it makes you yell at the screen like a sports event even when you know the ending then the director understands humans at a far deeper level than anyone.
It is a masterpiece. Shakespeare, eat your heart out!
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