It's also a horror film, a critique of cinema past and present, an absurdist satire of traditional film tropes, an homage to David Cronenberg's Scanners, a comeback for Eighties icon Hauser, and a feature-length avant garde film unlike any other.
Initially tentative, the tire discovers it has telekinetic powers and soon works its way up the food chain, from rabbits and crows to clueless humans whose heads, a la Cronenberg’s “Scanners,” explode like watermelons.
With just a few jerks of its worn tread, Robert discovers that it can make nearby objects explode, suggesting what might have happened if David Cronenberg’s Scanners had been filmed at Canadian Tire.
So it blows up animals and people’s heads, like David Cronenberg did in “Scanners” 30 years ago.