Scanners. "We're gonna do this the scanner way. I'm gonna suck your brain dry! Everything you are is gonna become me. You're gonna be with me Cameron, no matter what. After all, brothers should be close, don't you think?"
Directed by David Cronenberg in 1981, I consider this his masterpiece. This movie doesn’t fuck around. Gets weird immediately and just keeps moving toward some real shit. The famous head explosion happens in the first 10 minutes, a real surprise. Don’t even know who anybody is at that point.
Does an incredible job of world-building, no wasted time. Still is clear without exposition. Cronenberg is a master filmmaker. Special effects are out of this world. Cronenberg is the guy for body horror. Has a lot of that. Bulging veins and bleeding, eyes popping out, so forth.
Main character, Stephen Lack, is a pretty good actor. Reminds me of the guy from the outsider. Doesn’t act anymore. He is now a painter. The guy who plays Revok, Michael Ironside, is a poor man’s Jack Nicholson. He is outstanding.
Word of advice. If you’re pumping gas and a telephone wire spontaneously burst into flames, don’t pull the pump out of the car so it pours onto the ground under said burning wire.
Ending is pretty weird and ambiguous. Awesome flick.
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