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Spider is one of those strange sorts of movies that you don't know immediately if you like it. It both compels and repels, and gives you a lot to think about. The story unfolds like a spring flower opening it's petals, or it unpeels itself like an onion, I'm not sure which. Ralph Fiennes can sit on a bare stage and fidget for two hours and I'd find it fascinating. He does more than fidget in this movie, but has very little actual dialog, but still manages to give full expression to the character he plays.
Spider is a David Cronenberg film. So you're ready to be interested and grossed out at the same time. There's very little actual gore, no monkeys turned inside out or televisions spewing animal intestines at inopportune moments. The horror is all inside Spider's head, and ultimately, in yours as well.
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