Vertigo is one of the more highly acclaimed of Hitchcock’s movies. Surprisingly, it wasn’t one of the more popular ones among our group. Maybe it’s the fact that the whole movie is one big love story. There’s no espionage, no running from authorities, no mistaken identity, and not much humor. The movie is about a man (portrayed by Jimmy Stewart) who has an unusually intense case of acryphobia. He is hired to keep an eye on a man’s wife because of her recent odd behavior.
Stewart begins to get the idea that this woman is possessed. Eventually, the two fall in love, and then she kills herself. Several years later, The same man has finally recovered from the shock of the death, and is released from the hospital, only to stumble across a woman who seems eerily flamiliar. Vertigo has its share of heavy symbolism, just like all of Hitchcock’s other films, and you can definitely tell he directed it, but it lacks the suspense we’ve all come to know and love. Not to mention Jimmy Stewart is a lovesick jerk most of the time, and with a married woman, no less.
What do you think of when you think of the 50s? Cheesy monsters rampaging the United States, and attractive couples trying to stop them? Exactly. This seems like such a stereotype for movies from this era, that it’s surprising we’re not watching more. What makes this movie interesting is that both the monster and the attractive couple are a bit more unique.
The blob is just that: a blob. It’s just a gelatin-like substance that keeps growing and growing. It has no vendetta against Earth, and it wasn’t created by some heinous experiment. It’s just a blob that landed in a quaint little town and began absorbing everything in sight into its mass. What makes the couple unique is that the guy is Steve Mcqueen, who would later star in such highly acclaimed movies as The Magnificent Seven and The Great Escape. The girl is none other than Ms. Crump from the Andy Griffith Show. The movie isn’t particularly chilling, nor is it very memorable, but it’s a good popcorn movie.