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Cronenberg’s Grief Movie Verges on Self-Parody



“How dark do you want to go?” The person asking that’s named Karsh (Vincent Cassel), and he’s seated in a minimalist art-chic restaurant having lunch with a blind date (although as she factors out, how blind can a date be within the age of Google?). The one who’s actually asking the query, although, is David Cronenberg, writer-director of “The Shrouds.” He’s been asking that query — to audiences — for his complete profession, and to him the reply has all the time been the identical: The darker the higher.

But Cronenberg has a particular model of darkish. In “The Shrouds,” Karsh is a businessman who produces industrial movies, with a smooth Toronto condo that appears out on the CN Tower, however he’s additionally a co-owner of the restaurant they’re sitting in, and the purveyor of what’s within the backyard subsequent to it: a cemetery the place the gravestones are technological gadgets, and the corpses are draped in futuristic shrouds that will let you peer into the coffin under and see how your pricey departed beloved one is…rotting. Karsh’s spouse, who died of most cancers, is buried below a kind of stones. Utilizing the shroud-cam, he likes to stare, shut up, at her corpse, and to think about that he’s within the coffin alongside together with her, snuggling. How darkish do you wish to go?

Cronenberg’s personal second spouse, Carolyn Zeifman, died in 2017 (they’d been married since 1979), and he has owned as much as how a lot “The Shrouds” is a private movie for him. As Karsh, the French actor Vincent Cassel has his hair styled in a whitish-gray pompadour that echoes Cronenberg’s swept-back mane, although one doesn’t essentially wish to overstate what which means. If Cronenberg had wished to make Karsh his complete surrogate, he might need given him glasses, or may not have forged the sly European Cassel to play a model of the menschy Canadian Cronenberg. Cassel seems to be sufficient like Cronenberg, however in “The Shrouds” his aura is completely completely different. He’s just like the Boris Karloff of Eurotrash loss of life fetishism.

Cronenberg has lengthy been the queasy king of physique horror, a style he basically invented. You would say that lots of horror movies, even outdated studio-system monster films, have tapped into physique horror (consider the traumatized transformation scenes in “The Wolfman”). However the Cronenberg contact isn’t simply that he’s extra specific. It’s that he all the time makes horror really feel like one thing medical. His thrillers had been about parasites that got here from inside, about demons that took the type of most cancers, a few man’s DNA merging with that of a fly. (“Videodrome” was a few man merging with a VCR, however let’s go away that apart.) After 20 years of these things, even Cronenberg appeared like he’d had sufficient.

Beginning within the ’90s, his movies veered off in a dozen completely different instructions. He made “Naked Lunch”…and “M. Butterfly”…and “A History of Violence”…and “Eastern Promises”…and “A Dangerous Method”…and “Cosmopolis”…in addition to a film that was higher than all of them: the insidious psychological puzzle thriller “Spider.” And although moments in these movies had been touched by Cronenberg’s trademark bio-trauma, except for “Crash” he kind of stayed away from physique horror for 20 years.

However now he’s returned to it with an icky vengeance. “Crimes of the Future,” his out-there psychodrama from two years in the past, borrowed the title of Cronenberg’s 1970 experimental function (mainly a stasis film about folks mendacity round leaking fluids out of their mouths), and with its story of a future during which folks develop organs, and the hero turns the surgical harvesting of his personal organs right into a species of efficiency artwork, it aimed to provide audiences a Full Cronenberg jolt. “Crimes of the Future” definitely wasn’t boring, however there was one thing weirdly educational about it. It was a body-horror film that stored rising new “ideas,” a fantasy that wore its metaphors on its working robe. Once I reviewed it out of Cannes, I had very combined emotions, and I believe that’s the place many of the world landed. (The movie grossed a worldwide complete of $4.5 million.)

However with “The Shrouds,” Cronenberg is tripling down on physique horror. He’s 81 now, and this can be his approach of claiming that he’s not going to go mild into that good evening. He desires to rev issues up with a squishy bang. I want I may say the outcome was highly effective, however the unusual conundrum of Cronenberg’s latest films is that the extra obsessed he turns into with the physique, the extra he appears to guide from the top. “The Shrouds” may nearly be a “Saturday Night Live” parody of Cronenberg. The film is about love and loss of life and most cancers and conspiracy and hallucinations and God is aware of what else. Each time it provides a brand new factor, the movie appears to be asking, “How dark do you want to go?” However is that this a drama or a contest?

Karsh began GraveTech, his futuristic voyeuristic headstone firm, out of a need to stay together with his spouse. He says, “It has drained away that fluid of grief that was drowning me.” However who, if I could ask, does Cronenberg assume goes to determine with that? Perhaps the identical individuals who watched “Crash” and thought that being maimed in automotive accidents is attractive. The difficulty with these concepts isn’t that they’re too excessive — it’s that they’re borderline absurd.

However Cronenberg is a gifted pathologist of fantasy who goes thus far together with his concepts that he creates a world out of them. Are the polyps rising on Karsh’s spouse’s bones some unusual kind of post-death most cancers — or are they monitoring gadgets? When a dozen of the gravestones are desecrated, a company agenda could also be at work. Man Pearce is the depressing, matted hacker-geek ex-husband of Karsh’s late spouse’s sister, and he brings the film a word of paranoia that jacks up the perversity.

The movie’s co-star, Diane Kruger, performs a number of roles, notably Karsh’s late spouse (seen in flashback) and her snappish veterinarian-turned-dog-groomer sister. They’re each ladies of power, and Kruger permits herself to go all the best way with Cronenberg’s conceits, letting her nudity be used as a form of canvas on which he can scrawl his drama of harm. There’s one other character, Soo-Min (Sandrine Holt), who turns into fused in Karsh’s creativeness together with his spouse, as if the movie had been making an attempt to be “Persona” crossed with “The Brain That Wouldn’t Die.” As “The Shrouds” goes on, it turns into extra earnest and extra nutty. I believe Cronenberg thinks he’s making films that audiences will expertise as feature-length variations of his personal desires. Right here’s the distinction: While you’re in a dream, you consider what’s taking place.

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