Chloe review: Erin Doherty is an obsessive stalker in this intriguing, repulsive thriller
The IndependentGet our free weekly email for all the latest cinematic news from our film critic Clarisse Loughrey Get our The Life Cinematic email for free Get our The Life Cinematic email for free SIGN UP I would like to be emailed about offers, events and updates from The Independent. Becky sets out to find and infiltrate “IRL”, Chloe’s network of nice, posh, wealthy professionals, using various aliases, a far-fetched story about being a gallery curator fresh in from Tokyo, and an impressive amount of guile. At one point, the skint Becky is so obsessed with blagging her way into private views and drinks receptions, she seems to be testing Quentin Crisp’s quip that, provided one could exist on peanuts and champagne, one could easily live by going to every cocktail party, première and first night to which one was invited. It’s almost like Becky and Chloe lived parallel and dual lives, one “real”, the other imagined or virtual. Chloe is very much a thriller for our time, and our near future, because it’s like a preview of Mark Zuckerberg’s Facebook “Metaverse” – intriguing, repulsive and thrilling in equal measure, and something you really do need to see.
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