This film was mentioned on #filmsky and did not disappoint. A little Laura and a bit of The Seventh Victim, so like the latter should have cautions about it dealing rather grimly with suicide. We’re thrown in media res with people at a sort of party and then we see Dagmar (Eva Henning) leave to return to her small flat and look too long at that hook which holds a light fixture on the ceiling, and then the inevitable shadow against the wall overlooked seemingly interminably by the cleaner the next day. She leaves everything to her somewhat puzzled next-door neighbours, a writer and his editing wife (clearly the brains of the outfit). They’re intrigued enough to try to unravel just what drove this beautiful young woman to such a terrible deed. The Laura angle comes in with a portrait painted of her, but there’s also a strange collection of people her life intersected with which suggests the randomness of fate–failure to accept that leads to despair. The ultimate reveal is interesting for itself but also for how the wife Britt (Birgit Tengroth) and husband Anders (Ulf Pamle) differ in their attitudes toward the young woman.

A solid noir film; also adding it to my writers on film list.