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A fight, or even a dual, becomes Dostoyevsky’s The Double, current by British comedian/music-video director Richard Ayoade into a surreal dystopia with low roofs, dashes of Orwell and Terry Gilliam, and soaked wrong colors. You will see why Jesse Eisenberg (or any actor) hopes to play two roles, one a cowering doormat and another a very good prick (shades of Jerry Lewis’ Nutty Professor), though in this instance the two roles don’t add up to one personality as appealing as Eisenberg’s role in The Social Network.
Mia Wasikowska plays the item of his creepy obsession. Wallace Shawn is Wallace Shawn. James Fox is hardly glimpsed as the Colonel who works the organization in this retro-world, a ‘50s/ ‘60s vision of the dismal business future. Cathy Moriarty for reasons unknown in the surly waitress at a slimy spoon.
The ending is a bit more hopeful than Dostoevsky’s, which isn’t an unsatisfactory choice-and in the end, he accepted of redemption. It’s a movie very often looks arresting, and I’m sure it will get points for that alone. Toss in the literary pedigree, and you get yourself a very important darling that made no cash.
Not to be mistaken for Dostoevsky’s The Double, however he almost certainly desired it, is José Saramago’s The Double, changed into the Canadian-Spanish production Enemy. It’s an incredibly arty irritable piece quite unlike the exciting action as it’s manufactured and trailered. Shot just as if the entire world were decreased into a glass of urine like Andres Serrano’s photo of Piss Christ, it’s with regards to a college lecturer on totalitarianism (Jake Gyllenhaal) who is life is repeated and unrewarding and who understands a minor actor very much like himself, whom when the rope contacts.
The opening series misdirects us by not exposing that the kinky club scene is really an activity of the actor and never the teacher, and anyway the movie keeps hinting enigmatically they may for some reason be the same, or one as a predicted illusion life of the other, with the college boy who wish he’d been an actor and residing in a much better pad with a sullen pregnant wife (Sarah Gadon) on whom he steps out, rather than a messy apartment with a ticklish girlfriend (Melanie Laurent) who recoils from him.
Additionally, it keeps organizing in symbolic spiders of drive that, as director Denis Villeneuve talks about in his "open interpretation" interview, aren’t in the book. With Lynchian ambient sound (to evoke his identity-switch movies?), Isabella Rossellini as mom (more Lynch nods), and coolness bonuses for closing on a song by the Walker Brothers.
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The ending is a bit more hopeful than Dostoevsky’s, which isn’t an unsatisfactory choice-and in the end, he accepted of redemption. It’s a movie very often looks arresting, and I’m sure it will get points for that alone. Toss in the literary pedigree, and you get yourself a very important darling that made no cash.
Not to be mistaken for Dostoevsky’s The Double, however he almost certainly desired it, is José Saramago’s The Double, changed into the Canadian-Spanish production Enemy. It’s an incredibly arty irritable piece quite unlike the exciting action as it’s manufactured and trailered. Shot just as if the entire world were decreased into a glass of urine like Andres Serrano’s photo of Piss Christ, it’s with regards to a college lecturer on totalitarianism (Jake Gyllenhaal) who is life is repeated and unrewarding and who understands a minor actor very much like himself, whom when the rope contacts.
The opening series misdirects us by not exposing that the kinky club scene is really an activity of the actor and never the teacher, and anyway the movie keeps hinting enigmatically they may for some reason be the same, or one as a predicted illusion life of the other, with the college boy who wish he’d been an actor and residing in a much better pad with a sullen pregnant wife (Sarah Gadon) on whom he steps out, rather than a messy apartment with a ticklish girlfriend (Melanie Laurent) who recoils from him.
Additionally, it keeps organizing in symbolic spiders of drive that, as director Denis Villeneuve talks about in his "open interpretation" interview, aren’t in the book. With Lynchian ambient sound (to evoke his identity-switch movies?), Isabella Rossellini as mom (more Lynch nods), and coolness bonuses for closing on a song by the Walker Brothers.
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