I was in the mood for a haunted house story, and I wanted to support a newer talent to satisfy the urge. And gee, this was a mixed bag! But overall, I think it is definitely worth a try.
First, the negatives. I was not a fan of the main protagonist, Lucy. Nine months prior to the events of the novel, her son was killed within a house that has now become the target for her unresolved grief and anguish. She returns to the house, abandoned and waiting, it seems, just for her. Now, when you commit to following a character this broken, you better strap in for one gloomy ride. The novel is short, but that's the only mercy you'll find here. It is unrelenting in its depressing, hallucinatory exploration of the depths of complicated grief. She spends most of the novel barely speaking and flitting about like a ghost herself.
Believe me, I am a father, and if something would happen to any of my children, it would take a miracle to have me not become like Lucy or a vengeful killer at heart. But her character got on my nerves. It wasn't entirely the author's fault--he wanted to be sure he didn't impugn the sheer destruction of a mother's psyche from the brutal murder of a child. But he seems to try too hard to tug at our heart strings, so that at times the mood feels self-indulgently emo rather than realistic.
Next comes one of my complaints that may seem to be based on a minor gripe. This book was written during the age of internet, when little effort is required for an author to check on the accuracy of things of which they do not have expertise. Yet Andrew Cull did not make the extra effort. For example, he has Lucy taking temazepam to help her sleep without dreams. He spells it "Tamazepam," which shows that he simply wrote it as he heard it in his mind, but also shows that he didn't know the difference between an actual pharmaceutical and its brand name. There are actually medications to help with vivid or nightmarish dreams, but neither temazepam nor Tamazepam is one of them. I'm not trying to be digital or OCD. The point is that books always have certain "tells" when an author took shortcuts or rushed through a story rather than sweating carefully over a true labor of love.
"But Warren, you prickly pundit of paranormal prose," I hear you protest, "why should we care about such honest mistakes that only someone with your genius knowledge of psychiatric science would notice?" Because it makes me wonder how much of the actual PLOT was thought out. So when things get vague or cease to make sense, and it does, it's hard to argue that the reader just doesn't get the author's genius.
As such, I think the lack of careful writing fails to fill out otherwise solid bones. Perhaps that is why I could not connect completely with Lucy the way the author clearly wants us to. For all the grief and depression and heartache, there is a fundamental lack of pathos. Cull based this novel on a real and tragic incident that he heard about from a friend, and when he talks about this case in his foreword, you can appreciate why he felt compelled to produce this book. But like the temazepam, it felt like Andrew Cull was writing about things he did not fully understand. So the novel is not a hard read simply because the subject matter is not cheerful. It's because somehow the author unintentionally made the central struggle of the protagonist irritating.
Now for the positives. I found the prose to be quite good. Andrew Cull does have a knack for writing accesibly but with a flourish. And you can tell that he is a real horror fan who knows how to tickle the fine hairs of your skin. There are some genuinely chilling moments in this story.
Once the novel kicks into high gear, leaving the reader alone with Lucy in the "empty" murder house, the author's true talent doesn't so much as shine as oozes pitch black ice from putrid skeletal fingers. I have never understood horror fans who say that ghost stories are not scary. I am not scared easily--but THIS is scary. M.R. James clearly was a muse for this part of the novel. I would say that this story is more about a haunted woman, however, than a haunted house. But the scenes involving the house itself alone are worth the price of the book, especially for you ghost story fans. I only wish I cared more about the main character.
As a final note, this book is a perfect illustration of something that annoys me, not so much about this novel itself, but the fleeting nature of the contemporary horror industry. "Remains" has a bit of "wow" factor, and Andrew Cull's ability to deliver spooky chills really impressed readers who wanted old-fashioned goosebumps. But now that the marketing and the hype for this book among the horror community has ended, it has been abandoned in favor of the next ARC from the next new guy, or the newest "extreme" horror, or latest reissue of a Paperback From Hell.
Take a look for yourself. The book was published in 2019. As an experiment, I looked through the dates of the Goodreads reviews, and as I expected, the majority were written within the first year of publication. That means by 2021, there were only a few of us late to the party. The early reviews were glowing. Tons of five star ratings. But the more recent reviews don't quite have the same glow. That's a shame, but that's how it goes.
That's because this is not a 5-star book by any stretch, but it deserves to be read. Well-meaning early reviewers and bloggers promise something ground-breaking, setting up high expectations which can't be met, and so later readers wonder what all the fuss about, finishing the book feeling angry or disappointed or stupid. They then leave a negative review, if they bother reviewing it at all, which then kills the momentum. My point is that I don't want you to be attracted to this book simply because of all the 5-star reviews, because if you do, the odds will be increased that you will come away dissatisfied.
So here's my final thoughts and advice. "Remains" is not a game-changer of supernatural and psychological genre fiction, nor will it be celebrated by those who get a kick out of carnage, and it is too bleak to be approached by those only wanting light-hearted Halloween entertainment. But I do think it is one hell of a ghost story in the end. If you go into it with no expectations and can maintain an open mind through the first act of the book, you will enjoy it for what it is, and it may push some of the right buttons for you. And I do hope more people revisit this story, because Andrew Cull reminds us that true horror does not need a high body count full of disposable characters spewing insipid dialogue with constant obvious references to pop culture.
"Remains" is a contemporary horror with timeless scares.
SCORE: 3.5, rounded to 4 stars