Dressed to Kill (1980)
A slickly shot thriller that meticulously reconstructs, then reimagines Hitchcock’s filmmaking style for a new decade, this is an engrossing and technically very impressive film, but I think it’s commitment to its anachronistic approach undermined my investment in the characters with their consciously artificial delivery of dialogue (Angie Dickinson notwithstanding), while even in the context of something from this time, I found it hard not to feel uncomfortable about its handling of trans identity and mental illness.