I have not seen many David Cronenberg movies. The Dead Zone and The Fly in my misspent youth.[1] Rabid, via The Last Drive-In. Videodrome recently also via my horror podcast. And now The Brood. The scare was “evil science”, and the style was wildcard, i.e. they just picked six evil science movies and then rolled again to see what they watched. So, technically, no specific style.
This was a weird movie, but until the last 15 minutes it was not what I think of as David Cronenberg weird. See, there’s this father of a small girl who easily could have been (but probably was not) Carol Ann from Poltergeist. And his ex-wife is institutionalized at a weird experimental psychiatry place that has a name that stood out to me[2] but which I can no longer recall, which the lead psychiatrist has published work about. The husband is annoyed that he’s never allowed to talk to her, but once he finds that his daughter is all bruised up after one of her weekly visits to mom’s padded room[3], he goes immediately scorched earth. Which is fair, but it’s no surprise to learn that Cronenberg had just gone through a contentious divorce / custody battle, because this script and direction, both of which he was responsible for, are informed by said battle in every frame and every line.
This does not sound like a horror movie though, right? That’s only because I haven’t mentioned yet how random deformed dwarfs[4] or possibly children have started killing everyone who might have somehow crossed the mother. Nor how everyone the father can find who has graduated from this particular psych ward seems crazier than when they went in, but also how damn few have graduated in the first place. And especially because I haven’t explained my mention about the last 15 minutes when it goes full Cronenberg and finally earns its title.
But honestly, don’t watch it for the horror or the mystery. Watch it for just how unhappy Cronenberg was about his divorce / custody battle. Because… wow.
[1] “and Dune, obviously,” I nearly said, but no, that’s David Lynch. Other people superficially mix them up, right? It’s not just me?
[2] I’m not saying he was going for the feeling of it being Dianetics, but I’m not not saying that, if you catch my drift.
[3] Probably her room is not padded. I don’t think I ever saw her in any context that was not the therapy room though, so who knows?
[4] I know what you’re thinking, but I’m pretty sure the actors were not little people, is why I am choosing my terminology as such.








