Vertigo

I was completely and utterly hypnotized through the entirety of Vertigo. I think it's partially because I'm obsessed with Technicolor. I wouldn't say films made today are necessarily dull, but when I watch something shot in Technicolor it's like the screen is glowing from the inside or it's as if the colors are bleeding into my eyes. It feels like magic. Honestly I have an indescribable love for it. I have a lot of admiration for established directors who have mastered the ability of storytelling through other elements than dialogue because at the end of the day film is a visual medium. I can't quite come up with a way to say this that doesn't sound pretentious but I'm sure someone knows what I'm getting at. I think the average movie-goer (occasionally myself) falls into the trap of waiting to hear everything laid out on a table, and not just that, but expecting it to happen instantly. I'm not going to go into why I think that is because this would be a very long review and I don't want to get off topic but long story short, seeing a film then seems more of an experience than a pastime. But I will say this: when a film dares to show rather than tell, it starts to feel less like a pastime and more like an experience. It perfectly encapsulates the time period in which Vertigo was made and all films that truly have even just a drop of sincerity or creativity in them are deserving of respect regardless of whether you connected with it or not.