Possessor: Uncut

With its grisly images of physical transference and its sharp, if deeply fatalistic, view of human independence, Possessor may be the smartest scary movie of the year.

Believe the hype: Possessor is as good, if not better, than you've heard

Cronenberg by name, Cronenberg by nature.

Bodily betrayals marry tech conspiracy theories in this unnerving second feature from Brandon Cronenberg.

It's pure cinematic dysmorphia: to watch this movie carefully is to feel completely out of place, right alongside the people onscreen.

Possessor's genuinely horrific, stroboscopic imagery suggests a filmmaker wrestling with a family legacy but also coming into his own.

Riseborough and Leigh’s scenes have the vibe of an emotionally taciturn girls’ day at the spa meets support group as Leigh seems less manipulative and more supportive in helping Riseborough get on the path of freedom

At once viscerally entertaining and carefully disturbing, Possessor transcends its corny, ridiculous premise to give an upsetting sci-fi thriller that will stick with you like an infection. It is schlock manifested in a sinister, surgical way.

There is so much stuff in Possessor that you might think you're at a venerable cinematic feast. But take away the squelching and splatter and there's barely enough to fill an episode of Black Mirror.

Possessor is a taut, violent, science-fiction nightmare. A bloody tale reminiscent of an early Black Mirror episode.