30 October 2005
Despite its appearance on many a top however-many list of great or influential or most awesomest films, I'd never seen Alfred Hitchhock's Vertigo.
I'm not entirely certain I missed all that much.
[2009 note: Back in 2005 I had no doubt much more to say about this, as I found the need to start a draft. However I remember more my unimpressed reaction and less of that to which it was a response. I suspect the psychological thrilling implications were lost on me at the time, though nothing I've read or heard in the intervening four years has particularly persuaded me to want to watch it again.]