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Famous Ashtrays

Does television control your life? Do you wake in the morning and require a fix of Make Room For Daddy? Do you squeal with joy during Family Feud when some lettuce farmer’s slack-jawed wife hollers “Good answer!”? Do you actually watch MTV? Does your TV set ever breathe unnaturally? Do hands from the screen ever reach out into your living room, threatening to engulf you? Do you have a cavity just above your belly button into which one can insert videocassettes?

If you answered “Yes” to one or more of these questions, you should have more than a passing interest in Videodrome, the latest creation of David Cronenberg, whose Scanners led to the exploding heads party game rage of a few years back. A native of Canada—do they have television up there?—Cronenberg, with this film, shows himself to be a director of remarkable courage. What else can you call a man who casts Deborah Harry in a major role?