David Cronenberg does a serviceable job of bringing William Burroughs's particular brand of drug-addled vulgarity to the screen. This is one of those “labor of love” productions that attract actors who are fans of the author’s work and/or in search of a role that will help them establish art movie cred. Though I enjoyed the icky (and more than a little fakey) bug effects, the story and characters didn’t do much for me. Mildly amusing
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