Metrograph

Long live the new flesh! As Toronto UHF television programmer and softcore smut aficionado James Woods (remarkably convincing playing a scumbag) scents the trail of an intercepted snuff film broadcast, he makes a nasty NSA new friend in the form of Debbie Harry (here launching herself as a screen actress post-Blondie), and stumbles into a mind-control conspiracy that wreaks havoc on both his mind and, seemingly, his very physiology, as he develops an abdominal slot that takes Betamax. “Harry carries herself with the wry, burned-out, but still titillated instincts of a voyager buying a one-way ticket for the outer limits… Harry’s presence grounds [Videodrome] in acute, self-aware reality. A dangerous and damaged one, to be sure, but this woman’s no stranger to the trenches of experience.” —Howard Hampton

Distributor: Universal