"I feel weirdly vindicated by this exhaustively researched article on the awful object at the heart of Richard Fleischer's Follow Me Quietly (1949). Among other things, it confirms that there was a deliberate pattern of obsession and identity and doubling present in the original script; most of it was stripped out in successive drafts, resulting the metaphorically fractured movie I watched last month."

Oh, interesting! The way you described the final product, I thought maybe a pot-boiler script with an image thrown in but not connected to the rest. Instead it's the other way around, and was meant to hit as hard as it did you. It's neat to find out how it got that way.

Sympathies on the illness. I hope you get better soon somehow. Tucking up warm at home is usually a good start.