From the mind of Brandon Cronenberg, son of acclaimed director David Cronenberg, comes the already critically sneered Antiviral.
Syd March (Caleb Landry Jones) works at a rather strange clinic, one that sells injections of live viruses harvested from sick celebrities to obsessed, and seemingly crazy, fans. Syd supplies illegal samples outside of the company, smuggling them out of the clinic in his own body and selling them to piracy groups.
Soon the creepy lab technician gets more than he bargained for when he becomes infected with a deadly disease, the same one that killed the super famous Hannah Geist (Sarah Gadon). He becomes a target to collectors, and must unravel the mystery surrounding her death before he suffers the same fate.
SHOULD YOU SEE IT?
Brandon has some really big shoes to fill. His father, whose credits include The Fly, eXistenZ and Cosmopolis, is a well-respected man with a great vision in filmmaking. Brandon appears to be no different, but does Antiviral look like it can compete?
Well, no, but it looks like a decent horror flick. Like one of the films released by Lions Gate that are dime a dozen, but genuinely good fun.
From an artistic point of view a lot of thought has clearly gone into making Antiviral. The film is very white, and we don’t mean Carlton Banks white. Mirroring lens flashes and modeling backdrops the movie’s design suits its subject matter.
Fragile, The Robinsons, Dead Silence. We loved those films, but forgot them. We imagine Antiviral will be the same, or maybe the Cronenberg gene will be its saving grace.