The first fifteen minutes are excellent. A woman alone in a mall toilet notices that her reflection is moving a fraction of a second behind her. What follows is one of the eeriest openings in Korean horror, with blood creeping along the grooves of the floor tiles.
Director Kim Sung-ho has a great eye. The empty, glossy mall, the mirrored elevators and the security monitors are all used cleverly. One scene in a mirrored lift, where a security guard sees endless copies of himself and one of them turns round, is a highlight.
The trouble is the middle. The film splits into two detective stories, Young-min's own investigation and Hyun-su's police inquiry, and spends long stretches on dialogue and procedure. Critics noted it sometimes forgets it is a horror film.
Yoo Ji-tae is solid as a guilt-ridden former cop, and the ending's final twist is genuinely interesting, even if some find it confusing. It is a flawed but stylish film that deserves more credit than its remake.






