
In The Double, we follow the life of a civil servant of the ninth rank through a perspective we trust less and less. For Golyadkin, even a brief encounter can become a prolonged inner struggle. He keeps picking apart what people think, what they mean by a remark, why they looked at him that way. It feels as though everyone knows something about him that he cannot work out. Is he fighting his superior, his colleagues, or himself? At some point, you realise the distinction has begun to disappear.








