Perhaps as subtle as my titling this review 'Seeing Double', Francois Ozon's (Swimming Pool, 5x2) latest would have a billion years bad luck if every mirror in the film was shattered. With some memorable visual constructions, including an unforgettable opening match cut, 'Double Lover' is a mixed bag of slightly over egged Hitchcockian menace, queasy body horror in the vein of David Cronenberg and a cold, clinical psychological element resembling Michael Haneke. Marine Vache plays who I thought could be her character from earlier pairing with the same director, Jeune et Jolie, until the narrative progressed. Described as 'frigid' at one point, Vache's Chloe more accurately represented the temperature of the film, icy with hot spots, both sexually and visually. Concluding with a final, literal shattering shot, the highs and lows of this film are so far apart that it only just crosses the line into recommendation territory, indeed my evil twin might have placed it just below that level.
Review of Double Lover
