Mikadzuki wrote:Simon M. wrote:Mouchette (1967, Robert Bresson)
Wait Until Dark (Terence Young, 1967)
Samurai Rebellion (Masaki Kobayashi, 1967)
Belle de jour (Luis Buñuel, 1967)
Titicut Follies (Frederick Wiseman, 1967)
This Rocky Balboa-like dedication towards YC is all kinds of awesome!

turns out I saved the best for last:
In Cold Blood (Richard Brooks, 1967)
It's 'flawed', I'll be the first to admit; I thought the Clutters were portrayed a little too innocently, a little too much like the perfect family in early scenes to play up the tragedy of their deaths later on, and the heavy attribution of Perry's violent tendencies to a rotten childhood with an alcoholic mother he once revered and a hateful father is the easy way out in giving an explanation for why he does his seemingly senseless acts in the Clutter home that night (I'll admit, though, that I have no idea how much of that played into what happened in real life, or how much focus it got from Capote in the book, which I've never read - something I'm definitely gonna rectify very, very soon). But I don't care about stock 'flaws' like that, because this is an incredible, incredible film whose ever-present sense of dread hit me emotionally like a ton of bricks, and no pages-long analysis or praise I can write in some blog could do it justice.
10/10