My choice is the scene in "Laura" (Preminger, 1944), when Lt. MacPherson (Dana Andrews), falling in love with Laura, whose supposed murder he's investigating, goes alone to Laura's apartment to gaze at her portrait, rifle through her things, read her love letters. The rain, the subtle lighting and photography, the haunting theme playing...oh, how wonderful! IMO, the greatest love scene ever--even without so much as a kiss.
Ntra la porta tua lu sangu � sparsu, E nun me mporta si ce muoru accisu... E s'iddu muoru e vaju mparadisu Si nun ce truovo a ttia, mancu ce trasu.
