The Double, an adaptation of the Dostoyevsky novella, earns lots of style points, with its bleak, Eraserhead-conjuring industrial world. The writer-director Richard Ayoade certainly has an idea. But this movie is fairly pointless, and worse, not entertaining.
With Synecdoche, New York, Birdman, Fight Club, Secret Window, The Machinist and Moon, and the granddaddy of all, Mulholland Dr., there is little reason to watch this rather weak take on the doppelgänger sub-genre. 4/10