The surprisingly gore-free Dead Ringers (from headtrip-helmer David Cronenberg) tries to get too psychological, and while the idea is typically bizarre Cronenberg highbrow horror, the execution is a long winded mess. Jeremy Irons plays identical twin brothers (in an accomplished performance of one actor playing two concurrent roles) and fertility doctors who share everything - their apartment, their patients and their sexual conquests.

But when beautiful actress Genevieve Bujold (talking in a terminally quiet monotone through the entire film) seeks fertility treatment, it marks the end of their inseparable relationship.

From there the story's a mess of one brother falling in love and trying to break away, even though the two become more alike. Some Cronenberg hallmarks like outlandish gynaecolocial tools are combined with drug addiction and obsession with flesh to give the plot the odd spark, but by the end, everything has fallen flat and you're left wondering what you've just sat through.