1943 Hitchcock. Totally creepy incestuous-feeling uncle/niece relationship (both named Charlie). Did this not feel incestuous to people in 1943? Icky from almost moment one.

Other odd relationships as well, which seem to grow by leaps and bounds in a single instant. You walk with me in the town square for five seconds…30 minutes later (watching time. a few days movie time), you haven’t seen me since, but you love me. Oh, those were the days.

*Carlos’ queue, not mine.