and i thought i was imagining it as a teenager(!)
this dumb child did not know Clive H* Barker was gay
(*H is for homosexual)
in my defense, no internet and *being* gay was still A Bad Thing in Ireland :/
theres so much good shit in this film i did not appreciate before
the "grotesque" designs are alongside the more "cool monster" ones and say nothing about the personality of the character - like the very film is goading you to reflexively dislike the more monstrous midianites and then realise you're making a knee-jerk asshole judgement about someone entirely based upon their appearance
and like, obv, having David Cronenberg as the super clean cut suit wearing killer psychiatrist is great - his mask is a goofy Scary Killer Mask but he "looks normal"
without his mask, probably no-one would give him shit just going to buy milk but he's a literal killer
the amount of people who would be able to regurgitate "don't judge a book by its cover" by rote but do that *every single day* is embarrassing
and now, watching it again
yeah, a bunch of proud freaks go live together away from bs and then using the pretext of Crime the straights pour in with firearms and brimstone to burn their house down and wipe them out