This looks slick, sick and interesting:
If David Cronenberg has moved away from the trademark body horror of his early pictures it looks like his son is mining that vein.
"Syd March is an employee at a clinic that sells injections of live viruses harvested from sick celebrities to obsessed fans. Biological communion - for a price. Syd also supplies illegal samples of these viruses to piracy groups, smuggling them from the clinic in his own body. When he becomes infected with the disease that kills super sensation Hannah Geist, Syd becomes a target for collectors and rabid fans. He must unravel the mystery surrounding her death before he suffers the same fate."
Variety says:
"Possibly setting a record for most images of needles piercing human skin in a motion picture, Brandon Cronenberg's syringe-tastic "Antiviral" suggests the fledgling filmmaker has some corporeal-horror preoccupations in common with famous dad David. Set in an icy near-future where celebrities' diseases are sold like crack vials, this creepy speculative satire tends to hit the same notes in its dissection of seriously unhealthy celebrity obsession, but exerts a queasy fascination regardless. Overlong Canadian production may prove too clinically distanced for gorehounds and too yucky for specialty auds, though the Cronenberg imprimatur is sure to stir theatrical interest."
As a needlephobic wimp, this could potentially mess me up.
Dig the banner that they put up for the Cannes premiere...
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