Evil Dead

I could have blogged at 12:05 a.m. after getting back from the theater (beautiful night for a short walk.  I took advantage of the finally passable weather and walked and picked up some Eagan trash), but committing to the bicycling for 30 days challenge means getting up a little earlier than I was getting up before, so I was trying to maximize sleep time.  When my alarm went off this morning, I was in denial, accusing my wife of the ringer in her phone going off.

I went to Evil Dead.  It has 66% on Rotten Tomatoes at the moment.  I just don't see it. And maybe it suffers not only in comparison to the original Raimi version, but because the last enjoyable horror movie I watched, Cabin in the Woods, was so exceedingly superior.  Primarily it's about the violence and creativity in the violence, and that bores me.  It was even at the expense of flushing out the characters.  Drug problem does not equal character.  Doctor does not equal character.  Big brother does not equal character.  Those are just stereotypes or rough outlines at best with no real depth.  Makes it easier when they die because you're not as invested, but that's disappointing.

And there was little interesting about the story.  It could be argued, what has to be interesting about a story where the main point is evil book lets loose inhuman demonic force, but I'm pretty sure you can have your cake and eat it too.  Very close to the end, there was a bit of an homage to Raimi with a chainsaw (beyond just showing it) which I enjoyed.  I just wish some more attention to scripting had run throughout the film rather than just being a "remember to throw in some references to the original" sideline.

Thursday nights are cheap at the theater.  Only $6.  So when a teenager was trying to buy some Chuckles and didn't have enough money left, I bought them for him.  Admittedly, he might have spent everything but his last $6 for the movie on herbal enhancements, but all the more reason for him to enjoy his frustrated munchies.  And I'm still crabby about the Quick Mart candy bar episode at Iron Man 2007, so he got the advantage of my pet quest to see candy justice in the world.  A better spent $3.50 than the $6.00 + soda I spent on myself for Evil Dead.