Yes, it's that time again.
David Cronenberg's always had some interesting stuff done with credits sequences- he once described them as a vestibule into the movie, and this is a great example. This strange car-crash-sex drama from a J. G. Ballard novel came with plenty of controversy and repulsion attached, and the opening helps amplify a feeling of dread- we're in alien territory, with Howard Shore's brilliantly orchestrated score and a cold steel title treatment which reflects the film's overall visual style. The vague discomfort sits for pretty much the entire picture.
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