It's good that James Woods's stomach orifice was self-lubricating. Otherwise, shoving his gun in it would have hurt a lot more.
Videodrome is such a weird, twisted, and engaging ride. It's a satirical, surreal, body-horror movie from David Cronenberg that's about as "Cronenberg" as it gets. It's a very literal exploration of the idea that "TV rots your brain". It's Cronenberg's masterpiece, in my opinion. The finest example of his signature blend of horror, examination of the psychology of transgression,…