visconti brings to life the camus novel with the minimum of dialog and surreal visuals . algiers sweat . the sun glare beat down and doesn not let up right up to the courtroom scene where one watch a dazed mastroianni in the foreground while the fan of the jury member move in constant motion in a soft focus background . much of the film have a dreamlike feel that fuse with the existential blankness felt by mastroianni character . i recall this film play frequently in san francisco at the time theater back in the early stoner 70 . and with the 70 and this film have all but disappear . one only hop that all of visconti film will someday make it to dvd but especially the stranger .