Film

Dial M for Murder

Name: Dial M for Murder
Genre: Thriller, Crime, Drama
Released: 1954
Cast: Ray Milland, Grace Kelly, Robert Cummings, John Williams, Anthony Dawson

Hitchcock shoots a stagebound murder plot almost entirely inside one London flat and dares you to notice the seams. It's less whodunit than how-caught-it — you know the scheme from minute one, so the pleasure is watching a smug husband's certainty erode phone call by phone call. Talky, theatrical, meticulously controlled, with Ray Milland chillingly pleasant throughout.

TMDb rating

8.0

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