David Cronenberg’s "Shrouds"

I went to see David Cronenberg’s “Shrouds,” because I liked his “Crimes of the Future,” a novel concept about the near-future, where people get plastic surgery more-readily than they get tattoos today. It’s all facilitated by great drugs. Get your abs scalloped on the way to the market. That sort of thing. 

Unfortunately, I don’t think “Shrouds” is as clever. Various implausible conspiracy theories about surveilling the dead are layered upon one another until you stop caring about the outcome. 

Still, Cronenberg has a unique viewpoint. He’s fascinated by the grossness of the human body, which helps explain how he ended up making horror movies.