🪰 Sunday Screams – The Fly (1986)

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🎭 Monologue — The Nightly Storyteller

“What happens when the last part of you that’s human… stops fighting?”

I ask myself that a lot these days.
Every time I shave, a little more of me peels away with each stroke, like I’m carving someone else out of my skin. My skin isn’t healing the way it used to. My eyes adjust to darkness before I even blink. I haven’t been sick in weeks—but I can smell fear on people like metallic cologne.
I still remember my favorite record. The smell of jasmine in summer. The way Val says my name when she’s teasing me.
But I wonder… When I finally stop pretending—stop fighting—will there be anything human left to mourn?

🎬 The Fly (1986) — Film Review
David Cronenberg’s The Fly isn’t just body horror—it’s a slow, devastating symphony of mutation, obsession, and tragic love. A remake of the 1958 film, this 1986 version goes full throttle into the grotesque, backed by phenomenal performances and practical effects that still hold up nearly 40 years later.

📖 Plot Recap (Spoiler-Light)

Scientist Seth Brundle (Jeff Goldblum, at his twitchy, brilliant best) invents teleportation pods. He tests it on himself. At first, he feels superhuman—faster, stronger, smarter. But something was in the pod with him: a fly.
As his body changes, so does his mind. And the man we met at the beginning is slowly replaced by… something else.

🍿 Why It Still Works

Body Horror Masterclass: Every stage of Seth’s transformation is grossly detailed but never gratuitous—it mirrors his mental unraveling.

Tragic Romance: Geena Davis grounds the film with a vulnerable, emotional performance. She’s not a scream queen—she’s a witness to a loved one’s decay.

Themes: Addiction, terminal illness, AIDS-era fear, isolation, and the loss of self—The Fly is disturbingly intimate. It’s a metaphorical monster movie with real-world scars.

Like Brundle, the Storyteller isn’t just changing—he’s unraveling, becoming something his reflection no longer recognizes.

🧠 Creepy Tidbits & Trivia

Jeff Goldblum’s performance was so intense that Cronenberg had to trim some of it—audiences were overwhelmed.

The infamous vomit-drop scene was done with a mix of egg whites and honey. Delicious.

Cronenberg himself cameos as a
 gynecologist (in a dream sequence you’ll never unsee).

The final stage animatronic of Brundlefly was so complex, it required multiple puppeteers to operate the twitching limbs, mandibles, and wet skin—all done with no CGI.
The film won an Oscar for Best Makeup. Watch it again and you’ll know exactly why.

🕯️ Lore Continuation — The Nightly Storyteller
The Storyteller returns home after wandering the industrial part of town—migraines driving him into a haze. His fingernails have become translucent. A coworker had a nosebleed and he had to excuse himself because the scent nearly sent him into a frenzy of hunger.
Val corners him in the kitchen.

 “You’re hiding something. I know you. Or at least I did. Tell me what’s happening.”

He wants to. He tries.
His throat clenches, struggling. But all that comes out is a low, insectile click from deep in his throat. His tongue feels split. There’s a hair growing from his palm—and it won’t pull out. Instead, it coils.

Later that night, he opens the antique wardrobe in his room. At the bottom lies something wrapped in wax paper—a small, ornate magnifying glass with fly wings etched into the handle. It wasn’t there before.
The necklace hums on his chest, warm. Hungry.

💀 Closing

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