Dressed to Kill (1980)

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Eerily transcendent, Dressed to Kill is a layered machine of on-target character work and the sort of tension that only the best of the best filmmakers can ratchet.

De Palma at his best.

This film should be celebrated as one of those purely cinematic experiences, which these days are all too few and far between.

All dressed up with no script to go, but a feverish nerve jangler nonetheless.

Inflates paperback pulp psychology into something like a plot, all the better to demonstrate that filmmaking is an inherently visual storytelling.

Dressed to Kill (1980) is a flat-out masterpiece.

Ultimately, the film amounts to little more than a consummate study of suspense technique, all dressed up with nowhere to go.