Shadow of a Doubt (1943)

[Drunk Monk]

A fine B&W Hitchcock thriller.  Joseph Cotton is a pitch perfect psycho named Charlie.  Teresa Wright is his idealistic cousin who's named after him.  Psycho Charlie comes to visit her and live in their idyllic community, but cops are hot on his trail.  Suspense ensues.  This one doesn't go for the big spectacle ending of many other Hitchcock flicks.  It's a quiet creeping dread that unfolds with all those trappings of Hitchcock, the angular framing of light and shadow, the painful extreme close-up as psycho Charlie launches into a ranting soliloquy, revealing his true madness unchecked, and those reaction shots as the innocent Charlie listens to some random thing, and her inner dialog plays out in her expression as the frame catches her flinching and wincing.  It's old school for sure, but very satisfying as Hitchcock flicks go.