by Tony Nigro
In retrospect, I was a little harsh in my initial judgment of Drag Me to Hell. In comparing it to the rest of Sam Raimi’s horror work, particularly the Evil Dead series, I fell short of the bigger context, which is to say I didn’t recognize that this fun little genre piece is, in terms of quality, leagues beyond some other recent American fright films. To begin with, it’s not a remake and it features exactly zero sexy vampires. In conclusion, it gropes for social relevance and is just a lot of fun. Somewhere in between, I’ll stick to my complaint about the underused Justin Long but let go of any dreams of Bruce Campbell.