Does one's age play a part in your level of affection for this movie? I was born in 1970 and remember the seventies with great warmth: those were innocent and comforting years from my perspective. The Wicker Man conjures up a real nostalgic feeling, a little like listening to Steeleye singing Gaudete

If, on the other hand, you were a little older in the seventies then perhaps you'd have a more critical eye and be less likely to be seduced by its general vibe. I know I cringe when I see stuff from the eighties. Those were the acne years, and I don't wish to wallow in memories of Miami Vice on TV and Spandau Ballet on the radio