There are three psychoanalysts in this film. One diagnoses melancholia; one impotence and fear; and the last dream and trauma, with a shabby cure at first and a shrewd cure later. Transference, ego-ideal, fake peep...
Come, you spirits that tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, and fill me from the crown to the toe top-full of direst cruelty! Make thick my blood; Come to my woman's breasts, and take my milk for gall!