Crash ★★★★½

Ballard’s novel had great ideas and established a very striking psycho-sexual cosmology, but faltered in Ballard’s shock-jock treatment of the thing; the alienating descriptions of cars and sexual acts over-indulge, and displace the characters a little too much, they don’t feel lived in or part of our world, in short - the book had very little sex appeal, it was all scathing criticism. Cronenberg, my favorite pornographer, makes his most tasteful movie, finding imagetic restraint, gravitas, and humanity to Ballard’s ideas. While Ballard wants us, from the bat, to not be able to distinguish carburetors from genitals, Cronenberg is always in search for where the lines keep being re-drawn. Really great stuff.

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