Cronenberg’s Crimes of the Future Returns Him to His Past
Come on everybody! Let’s all get our new homegrown internal organs tattooed!
Come on everybody! Let’s all get our new homegrown internal organs tattooed!
In which deadly alien slug monsters take over the world.
In which David Cronenberg’s Maps to the Stars and Sion Sono’s Why Don’t You Play in Hell? compete to see which can get cinema drunk on its own death faster.
Cronenberg tells a passionate, tragic love story. With a giant fly monster. And everybody loves it.
There is no scarier place on earth than a hospital. Disease festers on every surface. The halls echo with screams of the dying. Depraved, sleep-deprived medical practitioners fornicate in ORs.