The Death of David Cronenberg

I believe this short is an expression of emotionality and curiosity, and as such probably shouldn't be analyzed to heavily. Parts of it being coming to terms with your own mortality, the other bit is attraction to and curiosity about death itself.

It did however make me think about some things. In a postmodern sense we have declared the death of the author. At the moment your work is in the world, it is no longer yours and you have no say over it. Artists deal with this in different ways. George Lucas continues to revise his works, and refuses to die as an author, and relinquish control. Ego grasping, in a way. Whereas Cronenberg makes a little piece about seeing yourself as dead, and exploring that state.

Regardless, it's a very powerful film.