
Max Renn is especially good at finding the real in the so-called "virtual" because he is equally good at seeing virtuality in the "real." From the beginning, he understands that much of everyday life is a massive media event devoid of meaning. The old flesh is tired, used up, and toxic. The world is filled with a suffering assuaged only by glowing television screens. As the film progresses, the real and unreal blur, making each seem hyperbolic: hallucinations become tangible, while the tangible drips with a surrealism that's gritty, jumpy, dirty, erotic, and violent. As such, Cronenberg's universe is always a little sticky: an unease which begs the nightmares to come true, so that we at least know what's real.
I imprinted so hard on this movie. You probably knew that.
Long live the new flesh.
aw man, i had forgotten all about videodrome. thanks for the reminder. ... i think...
WTF SHUT UP
See you in Pittsburgh.
"Please enable JavaScript to view this website."
(Ctrl-U to page source, scroll down to find content, read content.)
Seriously, I miss OMNI magazine. But there is something fitting in their overuse of JavaScript in this reboot.
That is some serious bullshit. I had JavaScript enabled but I wanted to see what you experienced and how easy it would be to circumvent. My workaround was Inspect Element, the "no-js-alert" div was conveniently near the top of the source, disable the background part of the .no-js-alert CSS. Disabling its z-index or position would also be sufficient.
You taught me a new skill today. Thanks!
Or just hit delete after Inspect Element.