This is clearly one of the loudest horror films we've seen in the last few years, using volume and quick, sudden editing to illicit jump scares with a rather overwhelming frequency. Make no mistake, Drag Me to Hell is out to scare you. Where most films begin with either some sinful character who'll no doubt find their eventual punishment or a virginal protagonist who will fight, and ultimately survive, through some terrifying experience, Raimi's Christine proves something of the opposite, beginning the film as an innocent victim who, through her attempts at saving herself, commits acts that make her increasingly more deserving of the fate to which she's been condemned. And part of the film's brilliance is found in its play on the common horror heroine. The remainder of the film focuses on Christine's efforts to dispel the curse whatever the physical or moral costs.
This is explained to Christine by a palm-reader at the objection of Christine's more level-headed boyfriend, Clay Dalton ( Justin Long).Ĭlick+on+the+image+above+to+watch+our+video+review+for+ Drag+Me+To+Hell.
After a violent, and distinctly Raimi-esque, attack in the bank's garage later that evening, the gypsy places a curse on Christine, calling down the demonic Lamia to plague her for three terrifying days before finally coming to drag Christine, quite literally, to Hell. For those less familiar with the film, Drag Me to Hell is the story of a young woman named Christine ( Alison Lohman), who in an effort to get promoted at the bank where she works denies the pleas of an old gypsy woman (Lorna Raver) to extend the loan on her family home. Drag Me to Hell is, without a doubt, the kind of film where, if you're pre-disposed to love it, you absolutely will. The film is simultaneously loud, fast, brutal, hilarious, disgusting, dark and whimsical, combining legitimate scares with gruesome, almost slapstick gags to great and bloody effect.
At what point in a celebrated director's career do audiences simply become too forgiving? Is having a particular cinematic style or point-of-view, no matter how dynamic, sufficient to excuse a few notable shortcomings? And does it matter how something makes you scream or laugh, so much as that it made you react at all?īut before we tackle some of the bigger issues associated with Drag Me to Hell, we should say from the outset that this film is absolute, undiluted Raimi - his love-letter to those fans who've waited patiently for a departure from the mainstream and a return to his kinetic, tongue- through-cheek brand of horror-comedy. But despite its wild entertainment value, the film also begs a few important, if somewhat controversial, questions. So if you're a member of the hardcore Raimi elite, rest assured that this is the film you've been waiting nearly a decade for. Sam Raimi's long-awaited return to the horror genre, Drag Me to Hell, is a fun, frightening blend of terrified screams and disgusted, gut-wrench laughter that aims to recapture the genre-bending spirit of Raimi's pre- Spider-Man cult favorites like Evil Dead II.
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