“Cronenberg’s third and most totally successful venture into body-horror exploitation, in which emotional repression — that shared specialty of cold-climate countries — breeds actual children, with Samantha Eggar as the proud mother of a litter of homicidal rage babies.”
—Artforum 

No writer-director used the springboard afforded to him by the Canadian tax shelter laws more effectively than David Cronenberg who went from local art-film weirdo to international art-film weirdo with a series of horror and sci-fi films that enthralled audiences and critics alike. This is an especially visceral one, with Oliver Reed as a pop psychiatrist who specializes in “psychoplasmic” therapy and Samantha Eggar as his patient. You’re probably assuming things get disturbing from there, and you’re probably right.