Dir. Erich von Stroheim (1925).
Assigned to adapt Franz Leher’s chestnut, Stroheim enlivens the somewhat Americanized, if pleasingly lavish, proceedings with as much sexual pathology as he can sneak in.
The allure is probably a freedom that was afforded kids and adolescents that I don’t think is afforded them now. If you imagine this story in the current day, Alana would be running down the street with a phone shoved in her back pocket.