A private investigator reads a book of sinister origins and unknowingly puts his daughter and himself in a fight for their lives… and their eternal souls.”
*Squeals like a piggie!* Finally, another absolutely bizarre adventure. I love it when these films come along, albeit once every third blue moon (Fun fact: A blue moon is actually the second full moon in a month and isn't really that rare)
“Can you hear me now?”
This film is in a similar vein to titles like John Dies at the End or Naked Lunch—films that push imagination to the extreme. This particular beauty is something like Cronenberg doing film noir, and as strange as that sounds, it works so fucking well. Where Naked Luch has its bug powder and creepy typewriters, and John Dies at the End has its Soy Sauce, Residue has The Book. Technically, the former two films aren't horror per se, but this one absolutely is.
“Why is it so hard to focus in here? “
Now, with a title such as this, the worst thing I could do is to give you spoilers. It's better to just dive in head first and enjoy the crazy because that's genuinely what this is: a journey across the Mountains of Madness, an unbridled esoteric ecstasy.
Some of that real sticky icky icky
The best thing about the film is that it's absolutely unpredictable. When you watch as much horror as I do, that really becomes a benefit down the road. It's really refreshing not having to sit through a film when each approaching scene is as predictable as the last. Unpredictability is the modern day unicorn. Residue is that unicorn.
Really good shit
I would have liked a bit more of a fucked up ending, but I'm totally happy with the overall experience. A very enjoyable viewing. 4/5 fully recommend. Catch the trailer below.
