All the films from all the editions, including those subsequently removed, presently totalling 1177. An easy way of seeing how…
Two bodies. Two minds. One soul.
Twin gynecologists take full advantage of the fact that nobody can tell them apart, until their relationship begins to deteriorate over a woman.
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“I think you two have never come to terms with the way it really does work between you.”
Beverly and Elliot Mantle (Jeremy Irons) are brilliant but disturbed, that much is certain. Even as young boys, they showed an understandable fascination with the female reproductive anatomy coupled with a disturbing lack of human emotion. Better to be fish, they theorized—that way they could reproduce without interpersonal contact. Their view of the female body as a laboratory specimen has brought them a successful gynecological practice in Toronto and much acclaim—the Mantle retractor is the industry standard. But their desire to be fish has remained. Their ultramodern office and equally modern high-rise apartment resemble nothing so much as meticulously…
3 months before Ivan Reitman's cuddly comedy Twins, came Cronenberg's Dead Ringers. The immense dark to Arnie's saccharine light.
Within only a handful of scenes, Cronenberg paints raw body images with stark, frank dialogue. There's talk of sex, periods, the uterus, surgery and a mutant cervix. The mood now suitably set for Jeremy Iron's incredible dual role of the identical Mantle twins - to pierce and settle under your skin.
Really, Irons is the focus here. Subtle changes in face and body differentiate the bonded brothers. Easy to tell apart and with a riveting duality, it's an absolute beast of a performance that inevitably puts everything outside of 'them' in a less interesting, less demanding shade.
I'll admit, I lost…
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
Whenever brothers and the relationship between them is the central focus of a movie, no matter how unrealistic or melodramatic this bond may be portrayed I always find myself actively involved with the story and characters on more than just a mere superficial level. I can relate to these characters as I have a brother and I know how special this connection is.
Jeremy Irons plays identical twins Beverly (Bev) and Elliot (Eli) Mantle, two highly respected gynecologists. They understand each other perfectly and share everything, including their apartment, their job and their women, living vicariously through each other. Eli is the more sociable, casual, confident and aggressive one while Bev is…
Jeremy Irons has palpable sexual chemistry with Jeremy Irons.
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This is my third Cronenberg after A History of Violence and The Fly, and it seems I haven't hit upon one of his full-body-horror, crazy shows yet. This is really restrained, feeling like it's patiently building towards some grand finale, with the most vivid image confined to a dream sequence and the disturbing stuff mostly implied than shown (which can still draw squirms-a-plenty though). Appropriate, because it allows the best special effect and most disturbing aspect of the film, Jeremy Irons' performance, to shine fully. Apart from some moments where the twins' minds start melding, there is not much doubt whose personality we're looking at, even though they don't look that different…
I've seen this move about a gazillion times. It was my first Cronenberg experience and I saw the film when I was very young. It disturbed me deeply and it still does to an extent. There's a nightmarish quality that continues to haunt me.
Dead Ringers is an intelligent drama that explores the psycho-sexual relationship of the Mantle brothers. They are twin gynecologists that, when put together, form one whole individual. This is David Cronenberg at his most stylistically reticent and careful. It is an excellent example of detached filmmaking aesthetics. Dead Ringers sees Cronenberg mature into a wonderfully astute and visually industrious filmmaker.
Cronenberg comes alive through a bizarrely cool color palette that makes every location seem sterile and…
The premise alone was enough to keep me entertained. A horror that doesn't lean on the usual cliches, instead inflicting terror with genuine weirdness (i.e. exactly what you expect from Cronenberg)
It's hard to pick a favorite Cronenberg film, but Dead Ringers is at least in my top 3 favorites of his. Jeremy Irons is too good playing two roles as twin brothers Elly and Bev Mantle. The only thing I've never really understood about this movie is why so many people consider this movie to be a horror film. I just don't see it. I've always thought of it as a drama...an odd one, but not horror. Still a classic nevertheless.
Cronenberg breaks from genre filmmaking and for the second film in a row proves just how great an actor's director he can be.
DC dials back the body horror and relies solely on the strength of superb acting. The story twists, turns and leaves you scratching your head, but I can't wait to watch it again!!
Apart from 'The Lion King', maybe the best performance of Irons' career!!
Jeremy Irons plays delicately twin brothers, gynecologists, who are inseparable from each other (not physically). They share everything together. This is a fine, although somewhat dull psychological story of a gradual, total mental breakdown. It's not a typical Cronenberg movie I've used to see from him, there isn't much body horror but after all this movie's story didn't need that. The ending left me wondering for a long time, so tragic story.
Gross and disjointed. Didn't hate it.
Interesting, but lacking in the gripping nature of the likes of Videodrome.
Cronenberg is detached and procedural, yet manages to create such a paradoxically intimate character study in Dead Ringers, highlighting individuality and identity in a fascinating and grim manner.
Jeremy Irons is phenomenal as both Mantle twins. Initially the conceit is a bit laughable, but as the film progresses and their power struggles becomes more and more complete, Irons' performance proves so complex and convincing that there is absolutely no way that this is only one person. He delineates each character in such a way that their identity is always clear, even if it takes a bit of thinking to realize. Yet when they switch, he maintains the subtly that defines each Mantle, exhibiting their reliance on each other but also…
Many favorites, as well as a small handful of films that I don't care for... in no particular order (1960-2014).
For five years, film critic Scott Tobias compiled "The New Cult Canon" in a regular column for The A.V. Club…