UnquietDreams
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Day 22: A movie by your Favorite Director
Favorite director is like favorite films -- there is a list, and it changes depending on my mood, or the day, or who I am with, and so many other things. Last time I went for beauty and spectacle. Today, I am going to darker shades.
Vertigo, on one level, is a simple story of a former police officer, caused to leave the force due to a sudden crippling fear of heights and vertigo, hired to investigate someone's wife, and things get...complicated. It is the plot to numerous films noir. But like simple ingredients given to a master chef, Hitchcock does so much magic with this. Hitch lays out his psyche in this movie, with themes of obsession mistaken for love, voyeurism, fetishism, male control and destruction, deconstruction of reality, and the objectification of women, sexually and artistically. All the things that made Hitchcock both a beloved genius and an intensly questionable human being are all on display. His obsessions, his perversions, his idiosyncrasies, his love and hate for women, his charm and his creepiness. This movie is the director. And both are fucking brilliant.
"Vertigo," Alfred Hichcok (1958)
Favorite director is like favorite films -- there is a list, and it changes depending on my mood, or the day, or who I am with, and so many other things. Last time I went for beauty and spectacle. Today, I am going to darker shades.
Vertigo, on one level, is a simple story of a former police officer, caused to leave the force due to a sudden crippling fear of heights and vertigo, hired to investigate someone's wife, and things get...complicated. It is the plot to numerous films noir. But like simple ingredients given to a master chef, Hitchcock does so much magic with this. Hitch lays out his psyche in this movie, with themes of obsession mistaken for love, voyeurism, fetishism, male control and destruction, deconstruction of reality, and the objectification of women, sexually and artistically. All the things that made Hitchcock both a beloved genius and an intensly questionable human being are all on display. His obsessions, his perversions, his idiosyncrasies, his love and hate for women, his charm and his creepiness. This movie is the director. And both are fucking brilliant.
"Vertigo," Alfred Hichcok (1958)
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