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Videodrome: The Prophecy About the Screen

Thu, 16 Apr 2026 09:00:00 +0000

Some films age into their meaning. Videodrome was a commercial disappointment in 1983 — a strange, sticky, unclassifiable thing that confused audiences who wanted either a clean horror picture or a clean idea and got neither. Then the world caught up with it. Watch it now, in a house full of screens that watch back, and David Cronenberg’s fever about television reads like a document that was simply filed forty years early. It is a horror film, an addiction study, and a piece of media theory that happens to have a pulsing, breathing videocassette in it, and the reason it endures is that its central worry has only grown truer.

The Fly (1986): Cronenberg's Love Story Told in Meat

Wed, 11 Mar 2026 09:00:00 +0000

People remember The Fly for the fingernails. The ear. The baboon turned inside out. The moment a man walks his own severed body parts to a bathroom cabinet he keeps like a museum of what he used to be. Chris Walas won an Academy Award for that makeup, and he earned it — the effects still look wet and specific and horribly plausible forty years on. But the gore is the delivery system, and mistaking it for the film is like remembering a funeral for the flowers. David Cronenberg made a monster movie whose real subject is the thing nobody wants to watch: love standing at a bedside while a body it adores dissolves.

David Cronenberg: The Flesh and the Machine

Mon, 29 Dec 2025 13:00:00 +0000

Most horror directors are afraid of the body. David Cronenberg is fascinated by it — the way it leaks, mutates, betrays, and occasionally improves. For half a century he has made films about flesh doing things flesh should not do, and the reason they unsettle so precisely is that he never treats the transformation as evil. To Cronenberg, disease is a form of change, and change is neither good nor bad; it is simply what happens next. That clinical calm, laid over the most visceral images in mainstream cinema, is the signature. He films the end of the human as we know it with the composure of a man reading a lab report.