An interesting concept that goes very wrong in terms of execution, Another Me is a film bursting with ideas, but failing to deliver on many of them.

A teenage riff on the likes of little-seen 70s Roger Moore classic The Man Who Haunted Himself, the film (based on a novel by Cathy MacPhail) sees Game of Thrones star Sophie Turner headline as Fay, your typical moody schoolkid.

All seems pretty good in her life, until her father (Rhys Ifans) is struck down with MS, forcing him to see out his days in a wheelchair.

On top of that, Fay’s mother (Clare Forlani) then starts having an affair (with one of Fay’s teachers no less), leading to an awkward family environment.

So far, so kitchen-sink drama (there’s also a school production of Macbeth as a backdrop), but then things take a turn for the sinister when Fay begins to feel she is being stalked by an unknown presence.

It’s all subtle stuff – a shadow in a photograph here, a neighbour saying they saw her in a location she hadn’t been there, but it’s enough to give Fay the jitters.

And, as the ‘tension’ builds, the questions pile-up – is Fay simply losing her mind? Is there somebody out there following her? And, if so, what do they want?

Now that all sounds good I know, and when I sat down to watch Another Me I was really looking forward to it.

But very quickly you realise that the whole thing’s not going to add up to much.

For starters, strip away the veteran talents of Ifans, Forlani and Jonathan Rhys-Meyers and the acting leaves a lot to be desired.

In her defence, Turner does her best (and proves a likeable lead), but the less said about the rest of her school colleagues the better.

Another Me is also that incredibly rare beast that seems both rushed and slow at the same time – there are huge jumps in character development that suggest the film has been butchered in post-production, while other scenes seem to have been inserted to pad out a running time that barely scrapes 70 minutes.

Director Isabel Coixet’s offering also has a handful of moments of pure stupidity – the fact that Forlani is having her affair sat in a car RIGHT OUTSIDE the family home being a classic example (she didn’t want the family to know in case you’re wondering).

There are many, many other moments that will have you scratching your head or, if it was like me, simply laughing out loud (unintentionally).

Being pretty shallow, the film does score an extra point for me in that is was filmed in and around Cardiff (my home town), leaving me playing ‘spot the location’ for a lot of the film’s duration.

But Another Me is a real missed opportunity – a novel condensed down into something far too hurried, and unlikely to register much interest among genre fans.

Frightfest London review: Another Me
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About The Author

Simon Fitzjohn

Simon is a journalism tutor in London, who also just happens to be a movie fanatic, with a craving for the darker side of cinema. He has written two books, one on the horror films of director Bob Clark (2014) and the other on the history of the character Norman Bates (2015). His third book, on the work of British exploitation director Pete Walker, is due in 2017.