Film

Dead Ringers

Name: Dead Ringers
Genre: Thriller, Horror
Released: 1988
Cast: Jeremy Irons, Geneviève Bujold, Heidi von Palleske, Barbara Gordon, Shirley Douglas

Two Jeremy Irons for the price of one: David Cronenberg turns identical twin gynecologists into a single collapsing identity. Cool, symmetrical, and quietly gruesome, it trades jump scares for a dread that thickens like blood in a specimen jar. Horror that lives in the mind and the body equally — not for anyone squeamish about medical instruments or intimacy.

TMDb rating

7.1

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