Absolutely fabulous. Restrained, sophisticated, rife with symbolism, a masterful soundtrack, and gripping. Visually delicious and the treatment of 1960's Italy is absolutely perfect. (I've lived there and it made me ache to return.) Gritty and quite dark. Cloistered, tense and suffocating it follows our pathological con man Ripley, with his nearly flat affect, slowly through a series of worsening setbacks as he must narrowly maneuver his way through the con. he begins the film as an amateur scammer and through a series of lucky coincidences finds himself in the position to become a full-blown man and identity thief. The director does an excellent job of establishing Ripley's psychology and utter lack of empathy for other human beings in a way that assures you he will exploit the dark opportunities that arise. The acting is nuanced and believable, and keeps you on the edge of your chair as Ripley must outsmart each turn of events. The film slowly lingers on each hyperreal detail yet refuses to let up tension as things spiral downward.
Those that are complaining about the age of the actors I think are missing the intention of the film and the brilliance of it. Dickey is intensely unlikeable, his face is flawed instead of gorgeoys, he is lost, and unlovely, and he hasn't many redeeming characteristics from his lack of talent to his entitlement. Marge is a vulnerable yet suspicious and irritating threat to Ripley, and we wonder throughout the series if she will meet at a violent end. This is not a saccarine Hollywood flick, or spring break romp through Europe, it is a subtle, slow, grinding, tense, beautiful, gripping and darkly funny study of psychopathy and murder, made for intelligent viewers. There are so many levels of conversation like the rich yet accessible and poetic symbolism, the whispering brooding paintings and the groaning boats and buildings, ominously seething beneath the surface.