The title character of The Sniper is Eddie Miller, who I can only describe as a proto-incel. The 1950s movie psychiatry is fairly dicey, in that it portrays Eddie as being in the grip of an irresistible impulse to kill. He wants to be stopped (but only makes the world's most roundabout attempts to make that happen). Where the film feels spot-on is in its depiction of Eddie's violent misogyny, especially in an amusement park scene where he repeatedly dunks a swimsuited girl in a dunking booth and ends up viciously throwing balls at the fence surrounding her until she starts screaming. (As Eddie Muller put it, if there's a better screen portrayal of misogyny, he doesn't want to know because he doesn't want to see it.) I like how the film makes the first two of Eddie's victims (especially the first, played by Marie Windsor) fully three-dimensional characters.