The Trouble With Harry  (1955)

I once set myself a rule:  Never Listen to my Father.

Some time later I amended this rule:  Never listen to my Father, unless he’s suggesting a movie at which point it may be worth paying attention.

Which is what led to me watching this.  A black comedy directed by Hitchcock is very bizarre to watch.  Because even though it’s all progressing in a straightforward humorous-if-slightly-morbid fashion, there’s a definite Hitchcock atmosphere about the whole thing, and you keep expecting someone to be killed suddenly.

Still, it was a good film (duh, it’s Hitchcock) and I got a few laughs out of it.