By Duncan Voice
We might not realise it, but we all owe Sam Raimi something. Be it for the superb Spiderman 1&2 (I’ve banished number 3 to the Room 101 of my mind), a newly developed phobia of buttons thanks to the fantastic Drag Me To Hell, or my favourite collection of horror films, The Evil Dead trilogy.
Most importantly, he thrust the man with the most animated chin in the world onto us (no, not Jimmy Hill), the brilliant Bruce Campbell.
For this short piece, I must warn, I’m pretty much going to gush about why Evil Dead II is my favourite horror film of all time. Continue reading
By Marty Mulrooney
Sam Raimi’s Drag Me To Hell is a roller-coaster ride of a film that has completely surprised me and caught me off guard. I am openly not a particular fan of horror films. I have admittedly enjoyed some, such as the recent Stephen King adaptation The Mist, and older classics such as Don’t Look Now, but the majority of modern mainstream, lets-see-how-vulgar-and-disturbing-we-can-be torture porn-fests do little to entice me.
So it was with some trepidation that I went to see Drag Me To Hell. I was with a good friend and thought it might be fun to see a horror film for once, even though there were alternatives such as the usual safe-bet comedies and throw-away action flicks. It was actually a last minute decision in the queue as it was quite late and all the last showings had started. Regardless, I am glad I made the decision to see this film.