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For Nine Inch Nails’ menacing ode to finding God through S&M-tinged devotion, director Mark Romanek stages tableaux vivants from a horror movie, or perhaps a documentary about a forgotten wing of the Mütter Museum: its film stock aged and distressed, its palette thick with dust and spores. A disembodied heart pulsates on a chair; a pig’s head whirls on a spike; Trent Reznor hangs from a chain in black leather. Skulls and roaches everywhere. Even the “Scene Missing” inserts (largely intended to conceal a comely minotaur’s breasts, which are by far the least disturbing things about the video) add to the insinuation of latent terror and unthinkable perversion. David Fincher borrowed a remix of the song and the video’s chamber-of-horrors air the following year for the opening credits of his film Seven, whose God-lovin’ serial killer would have been right at home at the house of “Closer.”