Directed by Brian DePalma, Femme Fatale does what it says on the tin - it gives us a femme fatale in the shape of Laure Ash - mercenary diamond thief. During a heist, her two male accomplices - Racine and 'Black Tie' - double cross her and make off with the diamonds. Laure is mistaken for a doppelganger called Lily. She goes to Lilly's place where she has a bath and Lily commits suicide - thus enabling Laure to assume her identity. Laure goes to America for seven years and then returns to Paris as the wife of the US Ambassador to France. Black Tie and Racine are aware that 'Lily' is Laure, but they don't know that she is going to stage her own kidnapping by them. It all goes very wrong for Laure as she deals with these criminal elements who end up throwing her off a bridge. But is she dead? There is a bizarre twist ending to cast aspersions on our assumptions. Laure is a very complex femme fatale. Ruthless in her hunts for diamonds, she is incensed when she is double crossed. Rebecca Romijn-Stamos as Laure Ash is beautiful and intelligent. When she flees to America, she manages to snag an Ambassador but her lifestyle and very being are threatened by the punks she used to deal with, so she has to take matters into her hand as a femme fatale. Plot is usually less important in DePalma's films than style and interesting camera work, but the film is a highly absorbing neo-noir in which the heroine is not a heartless bitch but a complex character. She could have gone down the Double Indemnity road to straight femme fatale villainy but she is more multi faceted. Rebecca Romijn-Stamos does a credible job as the titular femme fatale.