If you were drawn to Walter Huff coolly talking himself into murder with Phyllis and justifying the train job and the staged broken neck, you’ll be riveted by Tom Ripley. In The Talented Mr. Ripley, Tom slides from petty grifts into killing Dickie Greenleaf, then forges letters and slips into Dickie’s life with the same ice-cold self-justification Huff uses when he outsmarts claim investigator Keyes. It’s that same intimate look at a criminal mind convincing itself that every next step is the only sensible one.

If Walter’s I-voice drew you in—his cool confession, his private calculations about the double indemnity clause and how to fool Keyes—you’ll feel the floor drop out under Thompson’s The Killer Inside Me. Deputy sheriff Lou Ford narrates his own crimes in a voice as direct and disarming as Huff’s, guiding you through every manipulative move and mounting cover-up with unnerving candor.

If the tight focus on plotting Mr. Nirdlinger’s death—the insurance angle, the crutches, the night train—hooked you, Cain’s The Postman Always Rings Twice delivers that same headlong momentum. Frank and Cora hatch and re-hatch their plan to get rid of Cora’s husband, then face reversals and courtroom twists that echo the way Walter and Phyllis’s "perfect" job starts to unravel once Keyes sniffs out a pattern.

If what gripped you was the bleak fatalism—the body dumped on the tracks, the toxic pull between Walter and Phyllis, the sense that Keyes’s little man will catch up no matter what—Nightmare Alley matches that darkness beat for beat. Stan Carlisle clawes his way up from carnival grifts to big-city cons, only to spiral toward a fate as chilling and inevitable as any double-cross in Double Indemnity.

If you were absorbed by Walter’s anxious inner monologue—watching Keyes close in, second-guessing Phyllis, and talking himself past each moral line—In a Lonely Place burrows just as deep. Hughes keeps you in Dix Steele’s head as he prowls Los Angeles, measures the risk of every move, and rationalizes his impulses with the same chilling clarity that makes Walter’s confession so compelling.