Viewing a movie, or reading a book, more than once. Does it change?

Your understanding of it can certainly change. I saw the current production of Death of a Salesman - I’d read it in a high school English class, seen the Dustin Hoffman filmed version, and seen the production with Brian Dennehy before I saw the new one (with Phillip Seymour Hoffman), I felt I was noticing a ton of things I’d missed before. Almost from the first line it occurred to me that Willy isn’t just under a lot of strain and daydreaming; he has early onset dementia. That felt like it should have been obvious earlier, but it wasn’t something I can remember thinking or hearing anyone call attention to in the previous productions. Willy’s mind isn’t just wandering, he’s largely lost his grip. And it was also much clearer to me how Willy’s own flaws and self-delusions had screwed up his sons: Willy has always told Biff the rules don’t apply to him because he’s exceptional, so he’s a thief and doesn’t know how to work or deal with adversity; Happy sleeps around almost pathologically because he’s desperate for attention and sees the way Willy pushed his mother around. The new production is very good, but I think most of those differences stood out to me this time just because I’m older and I’ve had more time to see how people affect each other.

The Hunt For Red October has been one of my favorite movies ever since I was a little kid. But it wasn’t until I was in my teens that I finally realized that Captain Tupolev, the commander of the attack sub sent to destroy Red October, considered himself friends with Captain Ramius and regretted what his duty would require him to do.

The fact that Ramius seemed to consider Tupolev to be a massive tool in return seems almost tragic. Even the political officer, Putin, seems to be at least somewhat sympathetic due to the fact that, as he points out, he is only doing his job.

Took me years to clue in on the fact that the Starship Troopers movies are (probably) intended to be films-within-films. In any case, it still strikes me as odd that they gave the movie rights to the book to a director who admits to having hated the book.