ENEMY
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Much of the rest of the film, however, feels more like an ode
to the body horror of David Cronenberg, though some of these
similarities may be more coincidental than not. Nonetheless, Villeneuve
didn't just shoot in Toronto, he used locations that appeared in Stereo and possibly even
Crash. He also called on Gadon, who appears in Cosmopolis and his son Brandon Cronenberg's first feature, Antiviral. Then again, it only makes sense to dip into Toronto's talent pool when
filming in the city.
There's also the distinctive look of the film—cold and clinical—and
the tone—so humorless that it's humorous (DP Nicolas Bolduc created the washed-out
palette in-camera rather than through post-production).
Then there's the concept of doubling which powers Dead Ringers, though Villeneuve never reveals that Adam and Anthony are long-lost twin brothers, but he leaves the possibility open, since they both have a scar on their abdomen. As with Jeremy Irons before him, Gyllenhaal has to pull off two roles or risk sinking the film. He does, and that helps to keep it afloat. If anything, he gives a better performance(s) in Enemy than he did in Prisoners in which he played an intriguing, if underwritten character.
Then there's the concept of doubling which powers Dead Ringers, though Villeneuve never reveals that Adam and Anthony are long-lost twin brothers, but he leaves the possibility open, since they both have a scar on their abdomen. As with Jeremy Irons before him, Gyllenhaal has to pull off two roles or risk sinking the film. He does, and that helps to keep it afloat. If anything, he gives a better performance(s) in Enemy than he did in Prisoners in which he played an intriguing, if underwritten character.
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Not to give too much away, but I think the solution to the mystery lies in Cronenberg's
adaptation of Patrick McGrath's Spider, in which Ralph Fiennes sees
a whole lot of things that aren't there. The very title of that book and film
seems like a dead giveaway, particularly in light of Enemy's surfeit of spiders, but Villeneuve's bizarre Walker Brothers-scored ending is tantalizingly inscrutable. As a longtime Cronenberg fan, I should
probably be offended, except the Torontonian has been moving away from body horror for awhile now, so it was actually kind of enjoyable to see someone else pick up
the mantle--at least for the length of one film.