+1 for Lee van Cleef as the sergeant who sees right through our main protagonist's lust-driven delusions.
Total waste of time. There's no connection between what the sleep studiers are doing and what happens to the main character - it's just (mildly) weird shit for (mildly) weird shit's sake. For that matter, there are no characters, at least to the degree that one might have motivations, preferences, or goals. The dream sequences are 90's MTV-level. There's supposedly a tie-in to sleep paralysis but I couldn't possibly guess what it is.
Watched as part of Nightstream 2020 virtual festival.
I've always avoided The Fly since I don't care for gross-out horror, but this year's Hooptober had a focus on body horror so it made sense to correct that deficiency. Still didn't care much for the grossness, but I have to admit it's a great movie (unsurprising coming from Cronenberg).
If I could embed memes in reviews, this would just be an image of Xzibit saying "I heard you like flesh so we put flesh in your flesh so you could eat flesh while you flesh".