Watched Dead Ringers, the correct version. It's really something else - not a wasted moment, an Oscar-worthy performance by Jeremy Irons, and in the end, intensely moving, something the rank new version doesn't even approach. And we don't get multiple shots of women sitting on a toilet, which along with vomit scenes seems to be part of the template of women writers. To which I say, take a long walk off a short pier, you talentless hacks.