Jeremy Irons is a genius actor. That’s the highest praise I can say about “Dead ringers“, a 1988 movie, directed by David Cronenberg. There wasn’t anything else I liked about this twisted psycho horror. The idea that identical twin boys, with different personalities, grow up to be both gynecologist and then share a woman who cannot tell them apart first is weird enough on its own. But the madness, caused by the resulting tension in their close relationship to each other, was too much for my taste.
It could have been thought provoking as there were some ideas about substance abuse, codependence, doctor-patient relationships and a host other topics. But the sheer horror washed any potentially interesting idea out of me. The only reason I watched the movie through was to see Jeremy Irons’ two sides. Now I should rewatch Peter Greenaway‘s “A zed and two noughts“, which also follows twin doctors’ relationship with a woman to a tragic end. But that’s an art film, while this one was directly violent and scary.
IMDB’s summary: Twin gynecologists take full advantage of the fact that nobody can tell them apart, until their relationship begins to deteriorate over a woman.