Film

The Lady Vanishes

Name: The Lady Vanishes
Genre: Mystery, Thriller
Released: 1938
Cast: Margaret Lockwood, Michael Redgrave, Paul Lukas, May Whitty, Basil Radford

Hitchcock's giddy, elegant thriller-comedy follows a young Englishwoman who insists a kindly old lady existed on her train—only for every other passenger to swear otherwise. It moves like a screwball romance crossed with a spy plot, all wit and clipped nerve, until the shooting starts. Perfect for anyone who wants menace served with manners, and proof Hitchcock could charm before he learned to terrify.

TMDb rating

7.4

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