In between the overture and the exit music lies quite a rich story or murder and psychoanalysis. For a film of 78 years, it is surprisingly well made and abundant in thought-provoking and relatable ideas. I didn't enjoy it as much as, say, Rope or Dial M for Murder - those are a bit more glossy and a bit more exciting - but nevertheless it is an engaging film, and I'm just a person that loves to spend two hours in a bygone era.

I didn't see the twist coming. The film feels refreshingly modern for such an oldie. The Dali-esque dream sequence is wonderful - my favourite part of the film (Dali is my favourite artist). The gun following Bergman out the door then turning in on the killer. Lots of stuff here feels impressive for 1945, but then that's what you expect from Hitchcock, and why he is the master.