At the moment I seem to be seeing odd resonances between films everywhere, something which is all the more striking when the films themselves are rather different. For instance, I have discovered that The Raid 2 started life several years before the first film, being put on hold while the film-makers tackled a less ambitious project. Meanwhile, John Michael McDonough’s current Calvary is a follow-up to his 2011 film The Guard, and features many of the same performers.
I’ve seen both of these films in the last week, along with Richard Ayoade’s The Double. The Double is a follow-up to Ayoade’s 2011 film Submarine, featuring many of the same performers, but was actually the director’s first choice of debut project, being put on hold in favour of something less demanding. See what I mean? All right, it’s not quite Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon, but even so.
Based on a story by Dostoyevsky, The Double is one of those films which acts as a magnet for certain types of comment. One day, no doubt, it will be possible to write about this film without mentioning Brazil or using the word Kafkaesque, but that day has clearly not yet dawned.
Jesse Eisenberg plays Simon James, a much-misused office drone in a ghastly dystopia located somewhere between the 1950s and the 1980s. His talents are unrecognised, his work is underappreciated, and he’s not getting anywhere with the photocopier girl from work (Mia Wasikowska), either. But then a strange sequence of events culminates in the appearance of a new guy at work – his name is James Simon, and he appears to be Simon’s exact physical duplicate (although, weirdly, no-one seems to notice this). The two are initially friendly, but then the newcomer starts trying to take over Simon’s life and supplant him in the meagre position he’s managed to reach…
As you can tell, this is a surreal, non-naturalistic story, and Ayoade has made the logical choice to set it in a bizarre, non-naturalistic milieu. This is not our world, nor does it pretend to be – but it does bear a striking resemblance to the world of Brazil, with its bulbous ducting, low-tech computers and acres of concrete urban wasteland. I’m not sure whether this is a conscious homage or not; the similarities are just to bit too close for the idea of it being coincidental to really convince. I suspect Ayoade was working with a lower budget than Terry Gilliam, and in any case he’s not quite in the same league as a visual stylist, and so the film is less engaging to look at than Brazil itself was.
In fact, the general look and feel of The Double is much more reminiscent of a whole slew of other British movies from the early 80s, most of them comedies or borderline fantasies: this is the kind of off-the-wall project I can imagine George Harrison putting his money behind back when Handmade Films was a going concern. You may recall the somewhat variable success rate of Handmade productions, and indeed for a while I was starting to think that Ayoade had embarked upon a meticulous attempt at a pastiche of bad British film-making from thirty years ago.
The problem is that the whole thing, while immaculately designed and photographed, is just a bit too detached from reality to really engage the viewer. The tone of it is a little questionable too: if it’s meant to be a black comedy, it’s not really funny enough, and if it’s meant to be a drama (or perhaps even a horror fantasy), it’s not quite dark or extreme enough – there are potential depths of frustration, isolation and paranoia here that the film never manages to access. The fact that, by the time the climax arrives, the film seems rather more concerned with visual style than plot coherence is a problem too.
On the other hand, it would be remiss of me not to say that Ayoade is clearly a talented director, and that the look of the film is not entirely unimpressive. The Double is not a complete failure, and much of the credit for this must go to Jesse Eisenberg, who gives a technically brilliant pair of performances as the strange twins at the heart of the story. Eisenberg is such a distinctive performer that it sometimes seems that people struggle to find roles that do his talent justice – too often he’s just typecast as The Geeky Guy (it will be interesting to see if his forthcoming turn as Lex Luthor in Batman Vs Superman will fall into this category). At least in The Double he gets a chance to show more of his range. It’s much more his film than anyone else’s, but Mia Wasikowska is fine as the love interest, and there are nice, if mainly brief, appearances by the principal cast of Submarine in supporting roles (mainly Yasmin Paige and Noah Taylor).
The Double, appropriately enough, is a film which has a striking similarity to quite a number of other well-known films. Unfortunately, it hasn’t quite managed to replicate their quality. There is a lot to admire about this film, and Richard Ayoade is clearly not one of those people who only had one good film in them – but the fact remains that I found The Double a lot easier to admire than to actually like or enjoy.