Following the director’s interest in augmented reality, TIFF’s Cronenberg experience creates an interactive nightmare to brood over
By Zack Kotzer
I finally got to use the Oculus Rift.
The front-heavy goggles from Videodrome swerve around with the head, looking as you do. In this demoed reality, I was a medusa, lurking around some ruins. Just getting used to the device is nauseating, befuddling, delirious. “I guess it’s like that Videodrome headset,” I thought. Or someone mentioned. I bet someone else has brought that up.
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