Jennifer Jason Leigh (game designer extraordinaire) creates a virtual reality video game. Featuring Jude Law as a newb g*mer, and Willem Defoe as a gas attendant whose name is Gas. Fricking Gas.
To play Leigh's exciting new game you fondle a kitty shaped controller.
You also need to drill a port in your spine to connect. These ports look exactly like buttholes. Cronenberg of course can't resist directing Law and Leigh to lasciviously finger each other's ports whenever possible.
This gaming equipment was the only good part of the movie because it was at least grotesquely interesting. The rest of it was a staggering painful blend of horrifically insipid acting, dialogue, and story.
Conclusion: the average dramacel will like this movie. I fricking hated it, which means drama will love it.
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It was ok. Felt like a variation/ retread of VIDEODROME.
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It's up there tbh for cronenberg. I feel like I would enjoy him more without the shoehorning of organic gore shit into to everything pre 2000s. First 2/3 of dead ringers is a master piece then it's trash
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it's not pre 2000s he's still doing that shit
he made crimes of the future last year which is all bodymod shit
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