Karry Best movie of this year hands down!

Cubussoli Very very predictable, including the post credit scene !!!

ReaderKenka Let's be realistic.

InformationRap This is one of the few movies I've ever seen where the whole audience broke into spontaneous, loud applause a third of the way in.

HotToastyRag Dominique started off as a very interesting pseudo-thriller. Jean Simmons plays the title role, a woman who, in the beginning scenes, is being "gaslighted" by her husband, Cliff Robertson. Since she's naturally sweet and unassuming, and he's naturally unlikable, the beginning was very fun to watch. As it dragged on, the film became more of a cheap thriller than anything else. Jean is so tormented by her husband's tricks, she hangs herself, then comes back as a ghost to haunt him. I'm not spoiling anything; if you look the movie up online, that will be in the one sentence plot description.It isn't particularly scary, gimmick-y, mysterious, or interesting. There are so many other ghost stories and thrillers you can choose from, and I suggest you do so.

gridoon2018 If they had cut out (or at least shortened) all the scenes of Cliff Robertson walking (usually up or down some stairs) from "Dominique", it could have been an effective 30-minute episode of a TV mystery series - and that's probably what it should have been in the first place. I like the plot of this movie: it keeps you guessing all the way and it ties up all the loose ends before it's over. But Michael Anderson's direction is, with a few exceptions (Robertson seeing the tombstone with his name on it, the murder of the doctor), stiff and pedestrian. The characters are lacking in personality and humor, though it's always a pleasure to see Jenny Agutter, for my tastes perhaps the most beautiful actress in 1970s cinema. ** out of 4.

Aaron1375 Watched this movie not expecting much and it delivered as this film was slow, dark and very predictable. How the main character failed to see what was going on considering he is the one who started it is beyond me. The film is about a man married to a woman named Dominique. She seems a very unstable woman at the beginning of the film and she believes that what is actually happening is her husband is driving her mad! Well there are really no scenes really depicting the main character played by Cliff Robertson is doing anything until after the funeral and he flashes a wry smile while alone in his study. Well strange things begin to happen around the house, indicating that his now deceased wife whom hung herself may actually be alive and well or a ghost. Or it could be an elaborate trap to take him out of the picture and if you guessed this you guessed correctly and you in all likelihood will figure who is behind it all. Even the ending is not really surprising, seriously find a better way to leave the girl that apparently loves you to death. No, this film was very plodding and not all that entertaining unless your idea of a good film is a man stumbling about his house seeing woman who look like his ex wife walking around. Then walking some more, getting a drink and lighting up a cigarette or two. No, just fails as a horror film and a suspense thriller, but it does do a good job of filming with minimal lighting.

charlytully Cliff Robertson as a scheming husband married to a rich wife delivers a razzie-worthy performance here if there ever was one; it's as if director Michael Anderson kept yelling "dial it down; think zombie, only less lively" through his little bullhorn as he coached Robertson's effort. The rest of the cast is barely better; Jennifer Agutter of LOGAN'S RUN fame is hardly seen in what should have been fleshed out as a pivotal role. If the quality of the acting was three times better; if some of the more gaping plot holes were filled; and if the pacing were given a shot of adrenaline, then this yawner might be brought up to a standard acceptable to the Hallmark\Lifetime TV channel crowd. As is, its rating is so inexplicably high one can't help thinking chronic insomniacs are using DOMINIQUE to catch a little snoozing time. Perhaps the late-night TV telemarketers are missing a major opportunity in not shilling it as such.