Part of Noir-November
“Only one is a wanderer. Two together are always going somewhere.”
“Not in history has a modern imperial city been so completely destroyed. San Francisco is gone.” So wrote Jack London after the 1906 earthquake and subsequent fire that demolished the Paris of the West. But San Francisco was not gone. It was rebuilt, and quickly, cementing its status as a financial and cultural center. From the ashes arose a beautiful city and a striking one, with stunning waterways and lovely architecture and steep hills and dense fog. A vibrant façade born of a tragic past.
Fitting that San Francisco should play host to Vertigo, Alfred Hitchcock’s masterpiece of romantic obsession. It is a swooningly romantic city,…