Scanners
October 14th 2010 00:52
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Following The Brood (1979) David Cronenberg continued down his mad science path, further obsessed with fictional industries, corrupt corporations, and infected megalomaniacs intent on screwing up civilisation or attempting to take over the world, or thereabouts. Scanners (1981) was Cronenberg’s first major success (from a budget of around $4m it grossed over $14m), and it enabled him a bigger budget to create his first masterpiece, Videodrome (1982). Scanners, however, is one of his weaker movies; not in concept, but in execution. It’s got some vivid moments, but is severely undermined by a dreadful central performance, and weighed down by too much dialogue.
Cameron Vale (Stephen Lack) is a scanner; one of 237 freaks of nature suffering from a derangement of the synapses, a form of telepathic disease that gives them the ability to kill with their thoughts. Darryl Revok (Michael Ironside) is also a scanner, but an evil man with a seriously dangerous agenda. He runs an underground organisation of scanners and wants to create an empire. In the middle is Dr. Paul Ruth (Patrick McGoohan), a psycho-pharmacist who specialises in the phenomenon of scanners. Ruth knows of the underground movement and his company ConSec wants Vale to infiltrate it. Vale’s mission takes him on a dangerous journey of self-discovery, and leads him to the Biocarbon Amalgamate industry, but not before meeting Benjamin Pierce (Robert Silverman), a scanner sculptor, Kim Obrist (Jennifer O’Neill), a scanner activist … and a drug called Ephemerol.
Scanners is almost overloaded with ideas; telepathic curiosities, corporate corruption, pharmaceutical developments, scientific experimentation, organised crime, the state of humanity, plus progressive art metaphors, even mutant-religious analogies. Shivers (1976) and Rabid (1977) dealt with physiological infection, disease and plague, The Brood and Scanners deal with the mind vs. the body. With Videodrome Cronenberg took elements from all four movies and combined them into a psychotronic apocalypse.
A very early treatment of Scanners from 1976 (entitled Telepathy 2000) takes place in the future, and begins with the protagonist telepathically raping a woman in a subway. The movie was then set as a spy movie, with a company called Cytodyne Amalgamate breeding evil scanners to take over the world and the US Government employing good scanners to stop them. More than likely William S. Burroughs’ novel Naked Lunch was an inspiration for Cronenberg, as it contains a chapter concerning “Senders” about a hostile organisation of telepaths bent on world domination.
Using several of the core crew he’s used for much of his career Cronenberg fashions a world pitched forward, struggling with the knowledge of the present, re-interpreting the mistakes of the past, and trying to prevent the future from happening. Carol Spier is production designer, Mark Irwin is cinematographer, and Howard Shore is composer, and it is Shore’s score that is most memorable, finding an effective balance between orchestral and electronic. Where Cronenberg screws up - and royally at that - is in the casting of Stephen Lack as protagonist Vale. Lack gives what has to be the worst performance out of all of Cronenberg’s movies. Even porn star Marilyn Chambers, as the lead in Rabid, delivers more conviction than Lack.
Cronenberg is nearly always spot on with his casting, instinctively knowing the right actor and their mannerisms and acting nuances that will bring their character so memorably to life. Think James Woods as Max Renn, Christopher Walken as Johnny Smith, Jeff Goldblum as Seth Brundle, Jeremy Irons as the Mantle twins, Viggo Mortensen as Tom Stall. However, Cronenberg made a terrible error of judgment with Lack, who is about as wooden as a railway sleeper, and since Lack’s character Cameron Vale is in most of the movie, Scanners suffers irreparably. It’s a shame because the rest of the core cast are excellent, especially Michael Ironside who gives a truly dark and menacing performance as rogue scanner Revok. Patrick McGoohan and Jennifer O’Neill bring a touch of class to the production, McGoohan with his egocentric sideways glances, and O’Neill with her quiet sultry gaze, while Robert Silverman brings a hoot of quirky madness (especially in Pierce’s studio warehouse space with the giant hollow head sculpture).
Scanners became well-known at the time of its release for its special effects, in particular two scenes; when Revok scans another scanner at a demonstration and causes the poor man’s head to explode. This occurs just ten or so minutes into the movie, which at the time was considered an audacious and striking plot point, to say the least (however it also sports a glaring continuity flaw*). The other scene comes right at the end of the movie, a confrontation and battle of the minds, at the expense of their bodies, between Revok and Vale. The legendary Dick Smith was the special effects consultant, while a young Chris Walas was one of the on-set technicians, and he would later win an Oscar for his work on Cronenberg’s The Fly (1986).
It is this end sequence that gives Scanners an extra neat science fiction tug, leaving the narrative on an ambiguous note, but not altogether bright, despite the line “We’ve won …” Scanners was one of my early unbridled horror movie experiences on VHS (as I was too young to have seen it at the cinema). If a better actor had been cast as Vale, and if Cronenberg had trimmed back some of the dialogue-heavy scenes Scanners would be a truly remarkable movie, but instead, it remains sf-horror curio, provoking food for thought, but little taste.
NB: A remake is currently in pre-production, supposedly with Darren Bousman (Saw II & III) directing.
Here’s the trailer:
And here’s the exploding head set-piece:
* The glaring continuity flaw I mentioned earlier isn’t included in the clip above; it’s a wide shot immediately following the ghastly incident that reveals the table where the victim and Revok sat and there’s not a single spot of blood or gore to be seen. Tut, tut, tut David!
Following The Brood (1979) David Cronenberg continued down his mad science path, further obsessed with fictional industries, corrupt corporations, and infected megalomaniacs intent on screwing up civilisation or attempting to take over the world, or thereabouts. Scanners (1981) was Cronenberg’s first major success (from a budget of around $4m it grossed over $14m), and it enabled him a bigger budget to create his first masterpiece, Videodrome (1982). Scanners, however, is one of his weaker movies; not in concept, but in execution. It’s got some vivid moments, but is severely undermined by a dreadful central performance, and weighed down by too much dialogue.
Cameron Vale (Stephen Lack) is a scanner; one of 237 freaks of nature suffering from a derangement of the synapses, a form of telepathic disease that gives them the ability to kill with their thoughts. Darryl Revok (Michael Ironside) is also a scanner, but an evil man with a seriously dangerous agenda. He runs an underground organisation of scanners and wants to create an empire. In the middle is Dr. Paul Ruth (Patrick McGoohan), a psycho-pharmacist who specialises in the phenomenon of scanners. Ruth knows of the underground movement and his company ConSec wants Vale to infiltrate it. Vale’s mission takes him on a dangerous journey of self-discovery, and leads him to the Biocarbon Amalgamate industry, but not before meeting Benjamin Pierce (Robert Silverman), a scanner sculptor, Kim Obrist (Jennifer O’Neill), a scanner activist … and a drug called Ephemerol.
Scanners is almost overloaded with ideas; telepathic curiosities, corporate corruption, pharmaceutical developments, scientific experimentation, organised crime, the state of humanity, plus progressive art metaphors, even mutant-religious analogies. Shivers (1976) and Rabid (1977) dealt with physiological infection, disease and plague, The Brood and Scanners deal with the mind vs. the body. With Videodrome Cronenberg took elements from all four movies and combined them into a psychotronic apocalypse.
A very early treatment of Scanners from 1976 (entitled Telepathy 2000) takes place in the future, and begins with the protagonist telepathically raping a woman in a subway. The movie was then set as a spy movie, with a company called Cytodyne Amalgamate breeding evil scanners to take over the world and the US Government employing good scanners to stop them. More than likely William S. Burroughs’ novel Naked Lunch was an inspiration for Cronenberg, as it contains a chapter concerning “Senders” about a hostile organisation of telepaths bent on world domination.
Using several of the core crew he’s used for much of his career Cronenberg fashions a world pitched forward, struggling with the knowledge of the present, re-interpreting the mistakes of the past, and trying to prevent the future from happening. Carol Spier is production designer, Mark Irwin is cinematographer, and Howard Shore is composer, and it is Shore’s score that is most memorable, finding an effective balance between orchestral and electronic. Where Cronenberg screws up - and royally at that - is in the casting of Stephen Lack as protagonist Vale. Lack gives what has to be the worst performance out of all of Cronenberg’s movies. Even porn star Marilyn Chambers, as the lead in Rabid, delivers more conviction than Lack.
Cronenberg is nearly always spot on with his casting, instinctively knowing the right actor and their mannerisms and acting nuances that will bring their character so memorably to life. Think James Woods as Max Renn, Christopher Walken as Johnny Smith, Jeff Goldblum as Seth Brundle, Jeremy Irons as the Mantle twins, Viggo Mortensen as Tom Stall. However, Cronenberg made a terrible error of judgment with Lack, who is about as wooden as a railway sleeper, and since Lack’s character Cameron Vale is in most of the movie, Scanners suffers irreparably. It’s a shame because the rest of the core cast are excellent, especially Michael Ironside who gives a truly dark and menacing performance as rogue scanner Revok. Patrick McGoohan and Jennifer O’Neill bring a touch of class to the production, McGoohan with his egocentric sideways glances, and O’Neill with her quiet sultry gaze, while Robert Silverman brings a hoot of quirky madness (especially in Pierce’s studio warehouse space with the giant hollow head sculpture).
Scanners became well-known at the time of its release for its special effects, in particular two scenes; when Revok scans another scanner at a demonstration and causes the poor man’s head to explode. This occurs just ten or so minutes into the movie, which at the time was considered an audacious and striking plot point, to say the least (however it also sports a glaring continuity flaw*). The other scene comes right at the end of the movie, a confrontation and battle of the minds, at the expense of their bodies, between Revok and Vale. The legendary Dick Smith was the special effects consultant, while a young Chris Walas was one of the on-set technicians, and he would later win an Oscar for his work on Cronenberg’s The Fly (1986).
It is this end sequence that gives Scanners an extra neat science fiction tug, leaving the narrative on an ambiguous note, but not altogether bright, despite the line “We’ve won …” Scanners was one of my early unbridled horror movie experiences on VHS (as I was too young to have seen it at the cinema). If a better actor had been cast as Vale, and if Cronenberg had trimmed back some of the dialogue-heavy scenes Scanners would be a truly remarkable movie, but instead, it remains sf-horror curio, provoking food for thought, but little taste.
NB: A remake is currently in pre-production, supposedly with Darren Bousman (Saw II & III) directing.
Here’s the trailer:
And here’s the exploding head set-piece:
* The glaring continuity flaw I mentioned earlier isn’t included in the clip above; it’s a wide shot immediately following the ghastly incident that reveals the table where the victim and Revok sat and there’s not a single spot of blood or gore to be seen. Tut, tut, tut David!
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Been so long since I've seen this one as well. Like you, this was a film I first saw in my teens and almost certainly couldn't detect the downright dodginess of some of the acting at the time. The acting in The Brood is twice as bad however.
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Comment by David O'Connell
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On another note mate, have you seen the remake of The Crazies yet? I notice it recently went straight to DVD.
Comment by Bryn
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I haven't seen The Crazies remake. I have the Romero original still to watch, which I plan to do in the next week or so, then a dual review. I'm a big fan of Timothy though ...
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Comment by Bryn
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Shivers, Rabid and The Brood are essential horror viewing.
His two early experimental featurettes, Stereo (1969) and Crimes of the Future (1970) are a little demanding and minimalist, but as nightmarish dystopian curios they're worth a squizz if you can find them.
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Comment by JohnDoe
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I actually have a vast amount of affection for Scanners. Sure it's no Rabid or Shivers but as glorious conspiratorial Science Fiction it was one of the best in the genre up to this point in time.
It may have lost some of its power but for me it still is easily a Cronenberg favourite. Michael Ironside is superb in this, even if he does come across as a low rent Jack Nicholson.
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Comment by JohnDoe
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Funny thing is when I was a kid I thought Michael Ironside was Jack's brother and Christian Slater was his son
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