Favorite films
Don’t forget to select your favorite films!
Don’t forget to select your favorite films!
Only fitting that a movie about how misguided our aversion to artificiality can be concludes with one of Cronenberg’s most moving and self-consciously cinematic images.
Echoes in a canyon, ripples in a stream, and a carriage rolling away around a bend in the road. Sayonara.
In the last scene, Donovan is riding on the elevated subway and looking through the window when he sees a group of young boys hopping a chain link fence as they run through the maze of apartment block backyards. This glimpse of innocent, childhood play chillingly reminds Donovan of the East Germans he had seen gunned down as they tried to scale the Berlin wall, briefly raising, in the dazzling American sunlight, the specter of violence directed by the state…
The first face we see is a photo ID of a young woman displayed on a computer screen. Next we can vaguely discern two figures locked in struggle through a frosted glass door. As soon as we recognize one of the figures as the woman we have just seen on the computer screen, gloved hands are wrapping her face in black electrical tape. The face of her assailant is concealed behind black sunglasses and a semi-translucent mask. The faceless absence…