Has a movie ever wanted to be more like Se7en than Resurrection? It's a psychological detective horror from Russell Mulcahy — the man behind mad sleazefest Ricochet — so you know you're in for a good time. Never goes full-tilt manic with it but it's still pretty sick and genuinely disturbing near the end.
Instead of Se7en's deadly sins killings, this is about a religious zealot committing a brutal string of murders and stealing one body part from each corpse so that they can rebuild the body of Christ come Easter. I love the concept of this film so much that I can overlook most wrongdoings in the structure of the film. Most being the keyword here, it's hard to overlook Christopher Lambert here. He's our main guy and he's not very good, especially in the scenes regarding his family. There's a flashback sequence here where his kid gets hit by a car that is frankly hilarious when it really shouldn't be. If I had it my way, we'd replace Lambert, we'd get either Scorn or Techno Animal to do the score — you know, that real dark illbient type shit, and we'd drop the family aspect entirely.
It all comes together pretty nicely in the end and the big reveal is one of the more disturbing sights I've laid my eyes on. Reminds me a lot of I Come with the Rain in its depiction of body horror as art. I get why people wouldn't like this, it's a shameless knockoff of a much better film that fails at the familial aspect and struggles to capitalise on its psychological bent that Se7en did with such conviction. But also it's arguably more gritty and foul in its depiction of urban hell, and remarkedly more flashy with its constant rain, blinding lights, quick editing, and surreal Black Hole Sun-esque lens curvature. And if a film can outdo the master of gritty urban settings, then they get a gold star from me. This is one filthy, grimy, upsetting flick.
Has a movie ever wanted to be more like Se7en than Resurrection? It's a psychological detective horror from Russell Mulcahy — the man behind mad sleazefest Ricochet — so you know you're in for a good time. Never goes full-tilt manic with it but it's still pretty sick and genuinely disturbing near the end.
Instead of Se7en's deadly sins killings, this is about a religious zealot committing a brutal string of murders and stealing one body part from each corpse so that they can rebuild the body of Christ come Easter. I love the concept of this film so much that I can overlook most wrongdoings in the structure of the film. Most being the keyword here, it's hard to overlook Christopher Lambert here. He's our main guy and he's not very good, especially in the scenes regarding his family. There's a flashback sequence here where his kid gets hit by a car that is frankly hilarious when it really shouldn't be. If I had it my way, we'd replace Lambert, we'd get either Scorn or Techno Animal to do the score — you know, that real dark illbient type shit, and we'd drop the family aspect entirely.
It all comes together pretty nicely in the end and the big reveal is one of the more disturbing sights I've laid my eyes on. Reminds me a lot of I Come with the Rain in its depiction of body horror as art. I get why people wouldn't like this, it's a shameless knockoff of a much better film that fails at the familial aspect and struggles to capitalise on its psychological bent that Se7en did with such conviction. But also it's arguably more gritty and foul in its depiction of urban hell, and remarkedly more flashy with its constant rain, blinding lights, quick editing, and surreal Black Hole Sun-esque lens curvature. And if a film can outdo the master of gritty urban settings, then they get a gold star from me. This is one filthy, grimy, upsetting flick.
