Director Denis Villeneuve does an expert job in creating a yellowed, washed-out Toronto, an almost abstract place, perfect for his Hitchcockian blonds to swan around in, alluringly. The mood is hypnotically quiet, tinged with surreal flashes such as a huge Louise Bourgeoisian spider dangling over the cityscape. Your crowd will exit in a spooked jumble after witnessing Enemy's final shot, and though the moment certainly adds fangs to the mind games, it feels just as detachable as its leading man.
Joshua Rothkopf
March 11, 2014