The screen adaptation of “Consumed” will surely please aficionados of Cronenberg’s past cinematic endeavors, as the novel is stacked with exquisitely detailed, voyeuristic body-horror. The novel follows a French couple in their sixties, who travel around the world in search of the most unusual people they can find to photograph. Cronenberg, a maverick who has always flown by his own artistic free will, may not again deliver big-screen thrills such as “Videodrome,” “The Fly,” “Dead Ringers,” “A History of Violence” and “Eastern Promises,” but it doesn’t mean he can’t still make smart, urgent films about his deepest obsessions. One thing we can expect from “Consumed” is Cronenberg’s usual knack for avoiding conventionality. His parasite-filled, sexually taboo-heavy and ultra-violent art is what dreams are made of. Or is that nightmares? Contribute Hire me
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