This film needed a little more time to bake. Some of the dialogue is weak. Case in point: Rollo Lynsky: "How about that pickle?" (Dr. St. Luc tosses him half-eaten pickle.) Rollo Lynsky: "It's used!" Some characters simply vanish, like the couple at the beginning of the movie (the Svibens); I thought they might return at the end, but after being introduced and appearing to be major characters, they just disappear. The acting also ranges from very good (Susan Petrie) to barely adequate (Paul Hampton, who resembles the love child of David Duchovny and Owen Wilson). Despite the imperfections, I found the film certainly watchable and even enjoyable at times. I'm not a big fan of Cronenberg's body horror, but any movie that features Lynn Lowry in various stages of undress is okay by me.
