Vertigo has just stumbled dumbstruck from a theater…

Remember these emotions? Here ya go….

It’s December 2001. I’m 31 and on a cold winter night, I’m coming out of the Odeon cinema in Covent Garden, and I’m flying again. And to be

honest, I have no idea what emotion I’m feeling. It’s just so alien for me to come out of the cinema like this. And then I remember that trip to Star

Wars, that trip to Raiders even, and I remember — I feel like a child again because a film has won me over so completely, transported me so

effectively, that I didn’t want it to end. I’m giggling for Christ’s sake — I can’t start a sentence or a conversation with my (equally bowled over)

friend without giggling like a child.