Lewis’s most well-known film is also one of his most intriguing (and downright weird), with its Jekyll-and-Hyde story of a goofy, constantly put-upon college chemistry prof creating a chemical cocktail that turns him into an oily, narcissistic lothario. The Freudian subtext is really the film’s only text, with Lewis’s over-the-top physical and vocal antics emphasizing both the social roles to which we’re doomed and our own culpability in playing them out. And, while I’ve hardly seen all of Lewis’s oeuvre, the opening scene in the dean’s office is the funniest I have yet to watch. (Turner Classic Movies)