Barebones, yes, but a sturdy home-video transfer of Ophüls’s savage, fascinating, and previously obscure film is major.
The elephant in Rope’s posh Manhattan apartment isn’t the strangled corpse stashed in a trunk.
Hitchcock’s experiment goes beyond look-ma-no-cuts stunt and into a suffocating moral inquiry.
Among favorite cinephile pet auteurs, no one’s reputation has had a rougher ride than that of Otto Preminger.
For cinephiles, the career of Preminger is their oyster. Bonjour Tristesse is the pearl.