If you've seen Alain Robak's hilarious 1990 horror blitz "Baby Blood," then you'll have some inkling for the wonderful gnarly extremes that "The Substance" delivers to its well deserving audience.
Writer/director Coralie Fargeat creates the most satisfying horror satire to come along maybe ever.
David Cronenberg must be falling over himself with jealousy.
Fargeat deftly quotes from films by such directors as Alfred Hitchcock, David Lynch, Stanley Kubrick, Darren Aronofsky, David Cronenberg, and Brian DePalma.
The Easter eggs just keep on coming. The special effects are amazing.
Taking a cue from Oscar Wilde's "The Picture Of Dorian Gray," Coralie Fargeat crafts a diamond-sharp satire that cuts in all directions at once.
Elisabeth (Demi Moore) is a wealthy L.A. television personality being pushed out of her job by corporate misogynist in-charge (Dennis Quaid).
Science comes calling after Elisabeth miraculously survives a car crash that puts her in the dubious medical hands of a shadow pharma company peddling a black market drug kit. The works give the user the ability to create a younger version of themself that they then trade off living between for seven day increments.
Margaret Qualley blows up the screen as Sue, Elisabeth's cunning younger, more beautiful, incarnation. Force of nature.
Vanity, jealousy, money, and fame make for a toxic Molotov cocktail of bad decisions.
Here is a whole lot of movie with some very poignant ideas about culture.
"The Substance" explodes with wit, heart, soul, and a whole lot of blood and guts.
What fun!
