Before this scene in Paul Schrader‘s American Gigolo (’80), had any film from any country ever shown a guy getting high over the clothes he’d be wearing that day, and experiencing the joy of picking exactly the right shirt, tie and, jacket and shoe combos? Narcissim and shallowness, of course, but this kind of sensual enjoyment is rare in films. It’s appropriate that Richard Gere speaks Italian in this clip since the carefully chosen clothes were mainly from Milan.