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Great reviews. Both of these are two of my favourites, especially Dial M For Murder, which is leagues above A Perfect Murder. Dial M was intelligent. A Perfect Murder was just dumb.
Here's The Thirty Nine Steps 1978 remake on YouTube. It has the full movie, so you can watch it when you want. They've labelled it incorrectly though, because the remake is The Thirty Nine Steps, not The 39 Steps like the original.
Thanks, I'll definitely be checking that one out once I'm done with this.
10.) Spellbound (1945)




Alfred Hitchcock, Salvador Dali, Ingrid Bergman. Those three names are really all you should need to know this is a must-see, but they’re hardly all it has going for it. Sigmund Freud died in 1939, and it was in the 1930’s that American psychologists started employing his ideas in their work. His death seems to have only made his work go even more mainstream, so one could say that by 1945, Freud-mania was in full swing. Spellbound was the first major motion picture to explore the concepts of psychoanalysis, though they do so in a very rudimentary and escapist manner. However, unlike Marnie, this doesn’t use those rudimentary concepts as an excuse for playing out Hitch’s most misogynistic fantasies on screen. On the contrary, this one uses them in a rather light-hearted fanciful psychoanalysis-based romance…or at least as light-hearted as romance centered around murder and mistaken identity can be. Apparently, producer David O. Selznick was the big Freud fan, and enlisted Hitchcock to feature his ideas in film. Hitch basically took the very base concepts and let his imagination run away with them, and you can tell he had fun doing so, running straight into the arms of surrealist painter Salvador Dali. Spellbound centers around interpreting dreams, and the key, extended dream sequence at the heart of this movie is built upon Dali designs. What beauties he created! That dream sequence, along with some of Hitchcock’s most eye-catching camera angles in general, makes this, in my view, his most visually stunning film outside of Vertigo.





The film starts off at Green Manors psychiatric hospital in Vermont, where Bergman’s Dr. Constance Petersen and the other residents await their new director, as their current one, Dr. Murchison (Leo Carroll), has been asked to retire after having an episode of nervous exhaustion. And of course, the replacement comes in the form of Dr. Anthony Edwardes, played by young, hot Gregory Peck, so what’s not to like? Except it becomes apparent quickly enough that this Dr. Edwardes is an imposter, an imposter who doesn’t even remember his own true identity, no less. Dr. Petersen’s the one who figures this out, but as she has already fallen for the fake Dr. Edwardes, when he goes on the run after the real Dr. Edwardes is found dead, she follows him, determined to get to the truth.




In my review of Under Capricorn, I mentioned how Hitchcock seemed to have more reverence for Ingrid Bergman than his other lead actresses, which shone through in the characters he had her playing. Dr. Constance Petersen is exemplary of that notion. Here’s a woman who’s a fully-fledged psychiatrist in 1945, who remains unflappable when her patients threaten violence toward her or when her male co-workers make a pass at her (in ways that would definitely get them sued for sexual harassment in 2019, btw). And when she starts to put the pieces together that her new crush may not be who he says he is, she keeps her cool. And when even HE is convinced that he’s a murderer, she basically tells him to shut the hell up and stop jumping to conclusions...in a kinder, more romantic way, of course. The only real not-so-feminist thing about her is how quickly she falls for “Dr. Edwardes,” a man she just met, but A.) It’s Gregory Peck so the audience ain’t exactly blaming her, and B.) there’s something a bit meta about it all because on their first “date” she goes on a diatribe about how the fairytale romances sold in movies and TV are so unrealistic that they create false expectations and can lead people into madness…and then she proceeds to fall into one of those very fairytale romances herself. It’s like the movie is telling you, “see, we know this is unrealistic, but just roll with it!” This is further fortified by the other characters constantly making jokes about how Constance is going mad herself, but she never takes them seriously, and she never loses her conviction. In fact, Constance serves as the audience’s pillar of truth, because really, ALL the evidence, including his own memories, points to the fake Dr. Edwardes being a murderer, and literally the only reason we don’t believe it is because Constance is telling us not to. The movie has sold the fact that this lady knows what she’s talking about, and even if people are telling her she’s “blinded by love,” we’re gonna listen to her, dammit. There’s a great bit where she’s staking out a hotel lobby in trying to find her runaway "Edwardes," and she gets the information she needs from the hotel security officer by taking advantage of his sexist assumptions about her. People are underestimating this character at every turn, even (spoiler alert!) the true villain, whom she defeats using – I kid you not – logic. The movie tricks you into thinking she’s made a mistake by showing her hand too soon and letting on that she knows he’s the killer before telling anyone else, he’s got her at gunpoint, and she’s cool as a cucumber, explaining step-by-step how killing her would actually make things even worse for himself. It’s just glorious to watch, and Bergman sells that intelligence and confidence as no one else could.




Another aspect that stands out about this film and adds to that surreal vibe, is that this is one of the very first uses of the theremin in film scoring. The theremin is an electronic instrument made iconic by sci-fi films of the next decade like The Day the Earth Stood Still and The Thing (from Another World). Composer Miklos Rozsa’s use of it here made quite an impression, as he won an Oscar for this film, and rightfully so. The eye-popping visuals, the escapist, fairytale-esque take on the story and concepts, and the unique score combine to make for a very dreamlike experience that feels very unlike any other Hitchcock film, and when you add one of his smartest and strongest heroines on top of that, you have what has essentially become one of my favorite “comfort” Hitchcock films.
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