The mystery wherein does lay
Locked in our chains of DNA
It makes us us, two arms and legs
Yet when unlocked? The question begs
So Cronenberg, of grotesque bent
Took Jeff Goldberg, and off they went
They turned a classic upside down
Respectfully and honour-bound
Man of Science, that common trope
Has theory way beyond his scope
In chasing tele-transportation
He rushed the job in sheer frustration
Then did the thing he should not try
And fused himself with common fly
But there is woman by his side
Who stood by him, god, how she tried
With her we watch a good man melt
The dawning horror plainly felt
Until he’s lost his human-ness
And only way out of this mess
Is with more people he can try
To lessen in him mass of fly
What happens next, so sad to see
This plan it fails so miserably
The doctor now, a wretched soul
Will never ever be made whole
And woman that he loved, with dread
Takes rifle and blows off his head…
I’ll tell you why I love this film
It’s Cronenberg, who’s at the helm
He made a movie full of chaos
But mostly rings with striking pathos
He proves through story, strangely moving
Man’s hubris will be his undoing…
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