Cronenberg, the Baron of blood

A shifting visceral cerebral austere horror fantasy that blows your mind away. long live the new flesh, Cronenberg's masterpiece, period.

One of Cronenberg's most comercial and yet superb films. gruesome, gory, raw and yet touching. one of the best sci-fi/horror films, better than the original.

Narrated from the vertiginous perception of a mentally challenged young man, masterfully personified by Ralph Fiennes. A riveting story about obesessions, contempt, oedipus complex and search of identity, narrated with delicate and skillful approach by the ineffable David Cronenberg.

Cronenberg hits the nerve once again with this superbly narrated kind of Fordian drama with echoes of Out of the past all mixed up with his insatiable flesh and blood feast. Ed Harris steals every scene he's in.

Cronenberg delivers his dwarfs of rage with his usually intelligent, fascinating and disgusting pseudo-metafisic plot and atmosphere. this is with no doubt the best of his early works.

Extremely subtle, gory and fun attempt of an action/sci-fi thriller with the usual Cronenberg trademarks such as machinery of evil and horror from within. The creepy Michael Ironside, the exploding head and the final scanner duel make the film worthwhile.

The perverse king of venereal horror started his long career with this disturbing and enjoyable low budget freak show. A glimpse of what was yet to come.

honest, bizarre, perverse and yet thought-provoking soft-core thriller by the undisputable king of venereal-surgical horror.

Cronenberg's gratuitous zombies, sex and violence cocktail doesn't work as good as in his first feature, but still succeeds to crawl your skin. A very entertaining, disgusting and gratifying surprise.

I have always been a fan of 'the baron of blood' and his unique, grotesque and strangely fascinating universe. But this work left me thinking it was neither a step forward nor a step back. It is, without counting 'Fast company', probably his most conventional film. You see a crystal clear, no nonsense storytelling, but the core of the story lacks some degrees of intensity, of emotional depth, that's evident in its foreseeable and decaffeinated ending.
Viggo Mortensen stands out, with a very convincing accent and fierce attitude. He's the one who participates in what may be the only moment of brilliance throughout the film, at the Russian bathhouse, featuring one of the most vicious hand-to-hand combats ever choreographed, just what a cinematic fight is all about.