I used to argue with Kerry Douglas Dye that Scanners was the best of the early D.C. films, but maybe he was right all along.
This movie is so headstrong in its peculiar vision. It honestly couldn’t care if you follow its logic or not. It is also so, so creepy. Just lookit that image fer christsakes.
I wish all buildings looked like Toronto 1970s public facilities – or the Somafree Institute for Psychoplasmics. Then I’d be happy.
