For love or money

Suspicion

(1941)

Hitchcock was famously overruled by the studio in his intent to confirm Johnny's homicidal designs at the end, but I'm not at all sure the film would be better that way. As it is, when the film ends, the story doesn't, nor the source of Lina's suspicion. It's as false a happy ending as can be imagined.

Perfect casting: who but Cary Grant could be attractive enough to overcome his character's obvious red flags, and who but Joan Fontaine could be so convincingly insecure despite her astonishing beauty?

In case I haven't mentioned it, I'm giving over Halloween month to Hitch.