I generally hate remakes. Especially remakes from the horror and sci-fi genre. Remakes in these genres (especially horror) are for the most part guaranteed moneymakers. The sad thing is that newer generations of horror fans know more about remakes (Texas Chainsaw Massacre, The Hills Have Eyes, Dawn of the Dead) than they do the original films. The majority of these films completely destroy the significance and strengths of the originals.
Cronenberg lends his psychosexual auteur touch to The Fly resulting in a worthy remake. Like Stanley Kubrick, Cronenberg transforms a films source material into his own unique vision. Cinema offers the grand opportunity of unique vision. Directors like David Cronenberg use it to their advantage. Most directors are just worried about the paycheck.
Jeff Goldblum stars as scientist Seth Brundle in The Fly. Goldblum was the appropriate choice for playing the eccentric and fast talking scientist. Brundle is obsessed with international notoriety and fame. A man that wants to change how people use transportation in the world. He also is also sometimes half asses in his ambitions. This eventually results in Brundle getting drunk and becoming a hybrid of man and fly.
Like most of Cronenberg’s film, The Fly features monstrous sexual flesh. Brundle’s love interest (played by Geena Davis) dreams that she gives birth to a gigantic maggot. Cronenberg has always had an obsession with gynecology (see Dead Ringers). He could even be called the Sigmund Freud of horror. Only David Cronenberg could find sexual elements in typewriters (Naked Lunch), infections (Shivers), car wreck injuries (Crash), and VHS tapes (Videodrome). The world of David Cronenberg is much darker than his nerdy exterior displays.