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bill 7th Apr 2013 4:09

Evil Dead (2013)

So that's pretty scary, right? With the eyes and the blood and the teeth? It's an image from Evil Dead, the new remake of the Sam Raimi classic (or, really, classics), directed by Fede Alvarez and written by Alvarez, Rodo Sayagues, and Diablo Cody, that just opened after a rather surprisingly large wave of goodwill among horror fans, who are not typically known for their ready embrace of quite possibly cynical rejiggerings of their beloved favorites, and, indeed, why should they be? I've said before, and will say now again, that I'm not ideologically opposed to remakes as a concept, and I'm pretty sure I'm still not, but boy, theoreticals aside, I feel like I'm becoming, practically speaking, actually bone-numbingly sick of the whole deal. "Enough already," is I think a phrase that is sometimes used. There have only been a small handful of really great ones, a slightly larger handful of good ones, and a big heaping pantful of acceptable-through-useless horror remakes that justify the bitching, while nodding distractedly and walking away from us as we cry "And another thing!", with a giant sack of the money we've handed them slung over their shoulders.

But again, Evil Dead was somehow able to circumvent all that to simply become a horror film that people were really looking forward to. Supposedly, it was going to be terrifying, which is always nice. Still, this was a remake of Sam Raimi's 1981 film, which, in case you don't know, is adored by horror fans the world over. It is also a remake of Raimi's Evil Dead 2 from 1987, which itself is essentially a remake of the original, but more wild and inventive and goofy and funny, and which is, if anything, even more adored by horror fans the world over. This in turn would lead to Army of Darkness, the third film in the trilogy, from 1992, and in the spirit of full disclosure I will admit here that neither the 1981 film nor Army of Darkness are particularly strong in my memory, having seen each only once a long time ago, and my interest in any of it, when it perks up, tends to be satisfied by Evil Dead 2, and after watching that one I generally go about my business. I say all this only by way of explaining that very little of what I'm about to say about Alvarez's remake has anything to do with Sam Raimi-related baggage I hauled into the theater with me. The only thing about the Raimi films, or rather in this case the making, and existence, of the Raimi films, that I thought much about while watching this new version, outside of the obvious recreation of certain famous moments, was that what made those earlier movies special was that Raimi and his crew were not so much forced by their meager budgets to be especially inventive as much as they understood the potential for inventiveness within those limited means. Alvarez and Co., meanwhile, were granted a considerably more expansive budget, a fact I'm not holding against them, but managed to not be quite so inventive. While filming their remake. I suspect there is a lesson here.

All of which I'll loop back around to. The plot here is simplicity itself, though Alvarez and his cowriters admirably refused to flagrantly produce something quite like what Drew Goddard and Joss Whedon so surgically deconstructed in last year's The Cabin in the Woods. After a prologue involving a group of what at first appear to be hideous redneck marauders violently kidnapping a young woman found wondering in the woods, but are then revealed to be forces of good who are working to eradicate the vile demonic force within her, we are then transported some years -- how many is not made clear, or anyway I didn't catch it if it was -- into the present, where a group of young people are gathering not for a weekend of debauchery, but rather what might be considered the exact opposite. Mia (Jane Levy) is a heroin addict, and her friends Olivia (Jessica Lucas) and Eric (Lou Taylor Pucci) are waiting with her at an old, secluded family cabin for her brother David (Shiloh Fernandez) and his girlfriend Natalie (Elizabeth Blackmore) to arrive, so that an intense period of getting Mia through her cold-turkey battle against her addiction. The relationship between David and Mia -- and with David and Eric and Olivia -- shows some potential once we learn that Mia was left to tend to their mother during what seems to have been the particularly horrible end of her life, while David's excuses for his absence paint him as quite possibly a coward at best, a selfish dick at worst. Not so bad as that, but not unnoticed by Eric and Olivia, who have already stuck by Mia through an overdose and a previous failed attempt to kick her habit, is David's apparently casual turning of his back on everybody else in his life as well, as he left town to pursue work and whatever else in Chicago.

And then later on evil deads attack and blood goes everywhere. Alvarez gets there pretty quickly, just as I was wondering if this was the kind of film that would take its time, and if the people with whom we would be spending that time before the horror is let off its leash could carry such a load. We'll never find out, but Eric and Olivia's prior experience with Mia could have yielded something, and Lucas and Pucci appeared to be equal to the task, had it been given to them, and the film even makes a successful, though very brief, stab at making Mia's situation feel reasonably harrowing. David's ignorance and fear makes him a rather weak-seeming hero, which I find interesting, and Levy plays Mia's hanging-by-her-nails sobriety in such a way that the line between that and the supernatural horror that's about to overwhelm her feel very fine. This is of course the point, because this is a metaphor, you see, which will quite soon ennoble all the splatter. But anyway, that's where we are when the characters follow a nasty odor down into the cellar of the by-no-means-suitable-for-a-freshly-recovering-heroin-addict cabin in the woods and discover mummified cats and skin-bound books of evil spells, which one way or another will unleash an ancient evil that infects (but doesn't actually addict, so that metaphor doesn't carry through all the way), and the whole reason for Evil Dead's existence gets rolling.

Which is? Well, look. Raimi's film took classic horror ideas, the kind that go back to the campfire, and brought to them his own particular and wild imagination and sense of humor (the latter of which, of almost any kind, is absent from the remake, but I don't mind that; I don't need my horror movies to function as undercover comedies). Alvarez, Sayagues, and Cody approach Raimi's expansion of the oldest of horror ideas and add other horror movies they saw and liked to it. It's a sporadically effective, occasionally bizarre, and ultimately tedious way to go about this. While I doubt this was the goal, though with things as they are in horror these days who can say, this new Evil Dead is almost as postmodern, if not more so, in its take on the genre as The Cabin in the Woods was, and being postmodern about this exact stuff is the whole reason The Cabin in the Woods exists in the first place. But Alvarez's film starts with Raimi, then adds The Exorcist, then dumps in a plate of that "New French Extremity" horror movie stuff, you got your The Descent in there (which itself had some The Shining and etc. in it), you got all the infection horror, you got your zombie horror, because when you're infected you're not unlike the fast zombies that they got now, and so on and so forth. Once the horror begins, there isn't a moment that isn't meant to remind the horror fan of something else. Evil Dead refuses to wink during any of it, but it would like you to notice it winking at you anyway. Which, if you're into this sort of thing, the movies that have been cobbled together here, and I am, you will. If you didn't notice, then this would all just be stealing.

So, but, how good is Evil Dead at doing any of this? At first, reasonably good. After Mia becomes demonic and is locked in the cellar, it is inevitable that another character must soon fall, rise, and attack, and this -- along with a scene involving a scalding shower -- is probably the single most effective sequence in the whole film, not least because at this point Alvarez hasn't yet had the opportunity to become boring. But give him a minute. The gore becomes relentless and ridiculously extreme, in precisely the style of French films like Inside and Frontier(s) and Martyrs and Sheitan, and just as impossible to feel anything about, because as stupid as it all is, it's somehow not a joke -- when stepped back from and looked at objectively, this is like being shown a Bugs Bunny cartoon and told you're supposed to be frightened by it. (I exempt from all this, by the way, Martyrs, an extraordinarily violent film that nevertheless has some flesh and bone you can actually bruise and break, and I realize that I must further clarify that in no way do I find Bugs Bunny cartoons to be stupid.) Sam Raimi, of course, played his splatter for laughs, in a way that was, among other things, satirizing the horror violence that was in 1981 beginning to become popular in horror, and by 1987, when he made his first Evil Dead sequel, had more or less taken over. And again, it's not that I prefer, or even usually want, horror films to contain some central joke to ease me through the nasty bits. I just wonder when contemporary horror filmmakers will realize that there is, in fact, a difference between "ridiculous" and "not ridiculous."

Then of course they have to drag The Exorcist into it all. When Mia becomes full-on possessed, the references and nods and all that shit to Friedkin and Blatty's 1973 masterpiece come pretty fast and furious, and, well, put it like this: lines like "You're gonna die, you bitch!" and "I'll tear your soul out, you pathetic fuck!" don't carry with them quite the same chilling, transgressive, bizarre quality as "Do you know what she did? Your cunting daughter?" Just as a for instance. Nor is a voice that sounds like the fancy new state of the art 2013 update of Dr. Sbaitso really able to match the ingenious vocal performance by Mercedes McCambridge as the demon in The Exorcist. But of course all that matters is that you know they're doing The Exorcist stuff here! That is all the fuck that matters! If something else is meant to be taken from the shot of Mia in the cellar crouched and giggling like Linda Blair's Regan after the death of Father Merrin, then please, enlighten me. Yeah, I've seen The Exorcist. It's a great film. You're nowhere near as good as it. Now what?


Noumenon 7th Apr 2013 12:51

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Odd, I assumed you'd be giving it a slightly more generous rating after reading this on your star-free blog, Bill. Anyway, I emerged from my cave yesterday for a rare walkabout and, well, look what I saw:

Those captions read "A musical splashed with... humour!" and "Now more blood to the public!" by the way - and a quick perusing of the booking site seems to suggest anyone sat in the first three rows shouldn't be wearing their Sunday Best... Those fine details from the bottom:

Tell me you aren't a little bit jealous. I'm not much for musical theatre, especialmente quando es en una lengua no me hablo muy bueno, pero... yo may hacer una excepcion por eso.

bill 8th Apr 2013 4:40

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Based on what I actually wrote, I suppose my rating should go up a star, but I've grown to dislike the movie more since writing about it originally. I think it's an essentially useless film.

As for your venture outdoors, I've heard of this, and about the splatter contained therein, and I will acknowledge a pang of jealousy, yes.

As far as this goes:


especialmente quando es en una lengua no me hablo muy bueno, pero... yo may hacer una excepcion por eso.
Well, I should think that goes without saying.

Noumenon 8th Apr 2013 10:38

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I have to say that, having watched the trailers, I think I may be getting a bit old and frail because the thought of watching it makes me feel a little queasy. I watched The Cabin in the Woods without a twinge, but this one... doesn't appeal. And Evil Dead II was my first real horror too.

beer good 8th Apr 2013 14:44

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Thanks a lot for the review, Bill. I'm a huge Evil Dead fan and some of the advance hype for this (and the fact that I really liked Drag Me To Hell) had me hoping it'd join Dawn of the Dead and Carpenter's The Thing as that rare example of a well-done remake. But you seem to confirm my worst fears about this movie; Cody's Jennifer's Body was execrable, and you'd hope she'd learned something from the experience, but... turning Evil Dead, the movie that (along with, arguably, Halloween, Texas Chainsaw Massacre and Jaws) essentially created the modern* horror movie, into a cavalcade of shout-outs to other movies? What's the point? I loved Cabin, but the constant riffing on other movies served a plot point there; I can't understand what point anyone would think it would serve in Evil Dead, whose plot is so basic that it hardly even exists.

* Or perhaps not so modern anymore in the post-Scream and -Saw world, I guess... can we use Mark Gatiss' chronology and call them third-wave horror?

That said, the setup sounds good enough that I'm sure I'll watch this eventually, but I'm really in no hurry.

amner 1st Jan 2014 10:50

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I am watching this now... 33 minutes in as I type. It's a bit rubbish.

More insightful comments as they arise.

amner 1st Jan 2014 11:02

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45 minutes - oh dear

amner 1st Jan 2014 11:08

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Spot on with all that Exorcist riffing, very irritating.

amner 1st Jan 2014 11:15

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The thing with arm, though... That was tremendous.

There are too many whys, though, and more than enough WHYYYYSS?!?!

amner 1st Jan 2014 11:18

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Oh, both arms. Hehe.

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