I’ve only seen two Cronenberg films, The Fly, and Dead Ringers. For me, The Fly is one of those movies that you kind of laugh at because it’s so disgusting and outrageous, even though the initial intention was probably to scare you and put you in suspense. Like a lot of films in the horror genre, it does induce that edge of your seat feeling, yet Jeff Goldblum in the 1980s crawling up the side of a wall is just plain cheesy, especially with giant alien looking hairs growing out of his back.
There were a lot of similarities between that film and 1988’s Dead Ringers. Waking up screaming from a freakish nightmare, and slowly losing ones self control are prevalent in each. Despite this, there’s something a lot different happening in Dead Rings than many other sci-fi mystery type films. It’s not as goofy. Along with brilliant acting by Jeremy Irons and Genevieve Bujold, Dead Ringers is a rare blend of emotions. Sexy and sad, confused and jealous, and angry misplaced affection. Plus I dig the graphics in the opening titles (and I usually am not a fan of opening titles). If you’re into mystery/drama with some freakish thrills thrown in, definitely check it out.