Sam Raimi is a sadist.
He has to be.
When he gets behind the camera, he believes in torture.
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The exquisite pain of making both his main characters and his audience suffer.
And that’s why Drag Me to Hell is a whole lot of fun.
Because Sam Raimi is a master-class sadist, and he knows how to twist the screws in.
My review after the jump.
Ganush has had some health problems, and she’s obviously old, and somewhat uncouth.
Mrs. Ganush then begs, but Christine calls for security.
And that night, Mrs. Ganush attacks Christine and puts a curse on her.
In those days she will try anything, but her best bet seems to come from performing an exorcism.
The best thing about the film is that Raimi toys with your sympathies.
There are interesting questions of morality bubbling under the surface of the film.
There are things to chew on.
Then there’s Raimi’s malice.
And perhaps gore itself is something of a distraction from armchair clenching.
To laugh it off, and then sting you again.
And that craftsmanship is all the more impressive in an era where most films feel pasted together.
This is the goods.
and the unrated director’s cut (99 min.)
The only extras are production diaries, 14 behind the scene pieces (36 min.)
highlighting the effects work and the supporting players.
Though perhaps he had nothing to add, or perhaps there will eventually be another edition of the film.
There’s also some BD-Live based content, and the package comes with a digital copy.
