I watched Vertigo for the first time today, in March 2020, and before that, the first time I watched Vertigo was January 2012. Eight years is a long time for any degree of change. We can consider inwardly with any sort of Ship of Theseus-style change or outwardly, just as we can consider the changes of time between when this movie was new and today. What if, instead, we consider the spaces where our bored minds dwell?
I’m reading a book on screenplays that’s showing me why I have a crateful of DVDs for movies I’ve never seen that I never want to watch: they’re all boring! I’m sure there will be moments in them, and possibly entire movies, that I will enjoy, but the overall experience is closer to boredom than excitement because the rules of storytelling are all the same: setup, conflict, resolution, and don’t do anything abnormal. It’s disgusting.