verry niiice. sound trite to say this is a meditation on mortality and grief but that seems to be very much the heart of this film. Furthermore, it is strangely fitting that what began with analog VHS in Videodrome should come full circle into ultra HD of post mortem decomposition. Furthermore, probably one of his more satisfying films on a pure visual level what with the gimp suit like shrouds, fluorescent lighting, ultra hd, and rotting corpses