I’ve had “The Talented Mr. Ripley” on my mind these days, what with the arrival in theaters this week of “The Two Faces of January” — both films are sleek thrillers based on Patricia Highsmith novels and set amongst Americans abroad in sunny European cities in the stylish late ’50s/early ’60s era. “Mr. Ripley,” to my mind much the better film (though both are well worth seeing), turns 15 this year; it’s a poignant anniversary as two of the brightest lights behind the film are gone: writer/director Anthony Minghella, who died in 2008 aged just 54, and Philip Seymour Hoffman, who’s magnetic in the film (cast against type as a wealthy playboy) and who died earlier this year after an overdose. I’ve watched this film a number of times and it holds up beautifully: the delicately wrought suspense, the beauty of the settings and costumes, the astonishingly good young cast (also with Matt Damon, Jude Law, Gwyneth Paltrow and Cate Blanchett, all early in their careers), the haunting use of music and light. Along the way, there are lighter moments, such as this raucous song in an Italian nightclub. I love how Damon’s Tom Ripley, so desperately trying to fit in, looks so vulnerable and happy in this scene — he’s basking in Law’s glow. Great scene; great movie. Check it out if you haven’t.