Beautiful, interesting, incredible cinema.
Syd March works at a clinic that sells injections of live viruses harvested from sick celebrities to fans. He also illegally supplies these viruses to piracy groups by smuggling them into his body. But when he becomes infected with the disease that kills an A-list celebrity, Syd becomes a target.
Body horror must run in the family, because only a Cronenberg (David’s son, that is) could have realized this dizzying cinematic concoction of terror mixed with the darkest shades of humour. Lead by the always unnerving Caleb Landry Jones (Get Out), Antiviral is a razor-sharp satire of our time.