
  Review by
        Eric Hillis
  Directed by: Agnieszka Smoczynska
  Starring: Letitia Wright, Tamara Lawrance, Leah Mondesir-Simmonds, Eva-Arianna Baxter, Jodhi May, Michael
      Smiley
 
    
      Some filmmakers make films in an attempt to give a voice to the
        voiceless. Nowhere is this more literal than in Polish director
        Agnieszka Smoczyńska's English language debut
        The Silent Twins. Working with screenwriter Andrea Seigel, Smoczyńska tells the
        story of Jennifer (played by Eva-Arianna Baxter as a child and
        Tamara Lawrance as a teen) and June Gibbons (Leah Mondesir-Simmonds
        and Letitia Wright), identical twin sisters born in Wales to
        parents from Barbados in 1963. At a young age the twins stopped talking
        to anyone but themselves and spent most of their time in their shared
        bedroom where they churned out works of fiction, displaying a talent
        beyond their years.

      The Gibbons' story is a tragic one, a tale of outsiders who became
        victims of a cruel era. After being shipped through various schools
        throughout their teens, the girls began to flourish creatively when they
        turned 18, pooling their money to buy a typewriter and self-publishing a
        novel about a boy who drinks 300 bottles of Pepsi a day. It was at this
        time that they began to interact with the outside world through a
        relationship with a pair of unruly teenage American brothers. Thus began
        their descent into petty crime, culminating in an act of arson which led
        to their indefinite detention in England's infamous Broadmoor
        psychiatric institute, then home to some of the country's most infamous
        killers, including the Yorkshire Ripper, Peter Sutcliffe.
    
      Smoczyńska celebrates the uniqueness of her subjects while damning the
        uncaring society they were unfortunate to find themselves part of. The
        first half of the movie plays like a rather joyous coming-of-age story,
        albeit with unconventional protagonists. We're swept up in Jennifer and
        June's ambitions to become writers, and we share their delight as they
        slowly make advances towards what might have been a viable career in
        better circumstances. Their doomed romance is similarly presented as
        exciting, as Smoczyńska presents it from the POV of two young girls
        finding their first love rather than a scornful adult looking back with
        hindsight.

      By the time the girls are interred in Broadmoor we've come to know and
        like them so much that we feel the full weight of the tragedy. We're
        left to curse a system that would rather lock up someone they find
        troublesome than put in the hard work of trying to understand them.
        There's a cruel irony to how the twins were caught by the police through
        the confessional writings in their diary, their words damning them when
        they should have been elevating them.
    
      In reality the twins were identical but Smoczyńska has wisely opted not
        to cast identical twins or to use CG to clone a single actress. Being
        able to visually distinguish June from Jennifer allows us to invest in
        their different personalities from the off, rather than spending much of
        the film trying to figure out which twin is which at any particular
        point. Lawrence and Wright are excellent as the teenage twins, as are
        Baxter and Mondesir-Simmonds as their younger counterparts. The Gibbons
        sisters spoke with a sibilant speech impediment, something which could
        have come off as tacky were it not recreated so well by the four
        actresses (interviews with June are available online if you have a hard
        time believing that's how they really spoke).

      Along with the standard biopic storytelling, Smoczyńska integrates
        elements of the various fantastical stories the girls conjured up,
        giving us magic realist images like that of a teenage boy drowning in a
        pool of Pepsi. 1970s style stop-motion animation is employed to realise
        some of their darker stories. It's a great choice, as I've always found
        that style to be indefinably melancholy, and here it feels influenced by
        the likes of Bagpuss, the sort of British childrens' TV shows that likely would have had an
        impact on Jennifer and June in their youth. Bagpuss was a
        series about lost toys waiting to be claimed, with the titular cloth cat
        described as "a bit loose at the seams." I don’t know if Smoczyńska had
        Bagpuss in mind, but it's certainly a clear allegory for
        the tragic plight of Jennifer and June Gibbons.
    
     
      