Last week, we watched The Spirit of the Beehive (again). This is one of my very favorite films--filmed in 1973, but set in 1940's Spain. There's a sort of overhanging dread throughout the film, like something is going to go very, very wrong, but so many things could go very, very wrong that you're not sure where to focus.
But beyond all the dread of potentially life-shattering events and the minimalist filmscape, I can't help but think, "I really want those little shoes" and "I never thought of navy blue and chocolate brown together. I love that idea."