Crash — the 1996 Cronenberg one

Now here’s a film I remember walking out of hating.

Now? I saw it a few years back — 2002 or so — and thinking

Not as bad as I remembered it…

I’m flipping around tonight, and my first instinct was to suddenly realize the adrenaline rush similarity between the “thrill” of an accident and sex.

I still can not relate to the main characters and their colective fetish, but I can now understand it better.

And of course, while it’s on, Grace wakes up. Time to change the station!