
The evening's viewing pleasure consisted of re-viewing my choice for Hitchcock's best: Vertigo (1958). I only saw about half of it-- up to Stewart & Novak's first smooch, with the waves crashing in the background and Herrmann swelling up all over the place. Speaking of Herrmann, it was The Artist's borrowing of his score to Vertigo which inspired me to give the original another look.


After that, I put on Paul Leni's Das Wachsfigurenkabinett (1924), and watched it up to the end of Emil Janning's mugging, at the point where Conrad Veidt was about to pick up the ham.
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