Klute

its like 'investigation of a citizen above suspicion' but from the other perspective... Outstanding direction—love the use of Fonda's apartment throughout—shots in the beginning which take on a new meaning in the end. The kitchen table, and the skylight window... the therapists office shot which is repeated near the close with new context. Such a specific sensibility to these 70s noir-thrillers ... the recorded voices and cassettes, the plain talking improvisational way of speaking, and the dour atmosphere. The sound design is extraordinary. The hum of the city heard from a presiding 70th floor office, the background of misty cranes and the harbour... I also love the ending, I love that they cannot reconcile after Fonda stabs Sutherland... something irreparably craven was revealed... You cannot move past that.