Symptoms (1974) 
"I can hear things nobody else can" ...and so it begins.
Dreamy, taut slow-burn at its finest and most textural, Larraz's Symptoms is an autumnal equinox flower that refuses to rush to full-bloom, instead teasing you with its hazy photography and floaty score; an intricately-pieced methodical fever dream.
Angela Pleasence is core to the film's power to ensnare and draw you into the unfolding web of madness that plays out at its secluded country manor harboring memories of a dark past. Before you know it, the sheath of sanity falls like a gossamer thread and all that is left is to reflect.