Cannes Film Festival: our review of the film Crimes of the Future, by David Cronenberg

“Surgery is the new sex.”

Athens, once the cradle of democracy, is now a paradise for scalpels and licentiousness.

Incisions, scarifications and other carvings are the hobby of a humanity in peril.

Stomachs are now fragile.

No meat, no vegetables, no nothing.

Except plastic, fantastic but hard to digest.

We discover this dystopia through the eyes of Viggo Mortensen, a performer assisted by Léa Seydoux, a fan of guts, viscera and other “neo-organs”.

They cross paths with Kristen Stewart, who works at the Organ Registry.

The New Vice Squad is watching.

Rebels prepare the revolution.

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Future Crimes

could be just a smoky and talkative pensum.

Cronenberg should not be taken too seriously.

The Canadian has much more humor than his exegetes, drunk on interpretation (ecologism, transhumanism, mutant body) and interconnection with the filmmaker's previous films (

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).

Dark, sardonic humor

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