So Brandon Cronenberg – yep, son of David Cronenberg – has his debut at Cannes RIGHT BLOOMING NOW, and his film Antiviral is causing quite the controversy; some people rating it the bees knees and other reckoning its all chat no trousers. If there’s one thing all the reviewers can agree on though, it’s that young Brandon is certainly following in the bruised and bloody footprints of his father – producing a body-shock horror designed to make you squirm. Time for a clip, then?

So, according to the official synopsis:

Antiviral follows Syd March, an employee at a clinic that sells injections of live viruses harvested from sick celebrities to obsessed fans. Biological communion – for a price. Syd also supplies illegal samples of these viruses to piracy groups, smuggling them from the clinic in his own body. When he becomes infected with the disease that kills super sensation Hannah Geist, Syd becomes a target for collectors and rabid fans. He must unravel the mystery surrounding her death before he suffers the same fate.

Cheerful, eh? Those who get a little green in the cheeks around needles should probably look away…

Urgh.

By the sounds of it Antiviral plays it rather heavy handed with the CELEBRITY CULTURE OOH CELEBRITIES ARE BAD AND THAT angle, but certainly gets the job done when attempting to make you be sick. Which is good. Is it?

Will you be jabbing your way into a Antiviral screening? Or a sentence that makes sense? Let us know!