I was impressed with the real/unreal, original/copy/fake motif throughout the movie.
The charade of the two "lovers" was all the more didactic because they were putting on the act of being real lovers. Because of that, I had enough aesthetic distance from the storyline to THINK about the implications of what was being said, and not get caught up in the emotional. Reminded me of "The Maids" by Jean Genet. I'd go to see it again.