One of my absolute favorite Bunuel films. A chilling and cheeky satire of the noble patriarch undone by his own petty jealousy and self-righteousness. What strikes me now, months after having seen the film is how voyeruistic it is. The camera is the male gaze taken to the extreme. And the cinematography and set design are beyond perfect. No wonder Hitchcock loved it, Vertigo definitely has echoes of El.