Drag Me To Hell (Sam Raimi, 2009) July 4, 2009Posted by Richard Bolisay in Hollywood.
Written by Sam Raimi and Ivan Raimi
Directed by Sam Raimi
Cast: Alison Lohman, Justin Long, Lorna Raver
For what it’s worth Drag Me To Hell could easily be one of the best and worst movies of the year. Sam Raimi’s gimmicks are not without fun; he delivers both humor and scare intensely – – and by intensely I mean laughing until my head comes off, screaming and cackling at the same time. I couldn’t stop myself from yelling when Mrs. Ganush’s face moves closer to the screen, or when her denture-less mouth falls to Christine’s, or when the seance becomes a moment of catatonic hysteria. Who cares if the narrative is far-fetched or if the continuity is non-existent? When you see Christine’s face with no blood, no wounds, and no bruises at all after an encounter it actually makes you laugh even harder. It would be unfair to mention it, and I don’t know which film would be unfair to which, but Drag Me To Hell reminds me of Jun Lana’s Mag-Ingat Ka Sa Kulam. . . – – the cursed woman as a subject, the disturbance in a seemingly peaceful urban life, the main character with such-and-such problems, the useless boyfriend that she has, the vision of hell as her destiny. While Kulam is unintentionally funny, Drag Me To Hell entertains without making you feel stupid. You laugh because of the execution, the hilarious cleverness of it, the thin line it bravely crosses to show both the absurd and the terrifying – – not because the scenes are awfully executed, not because the narrative is too terrible laughing at it makes you feel good. There are priceless scenes when you feel that Raimi is pulling your leg yet you’re not feeling it; its ridiculousness is its own law, and it abides by it up to the very end. You combine all the Spiderman movies and Drag Me To Hell would still be way, way cooler – – kids should really watch it, again, for what it’s worth.