|Starring||Jane Levy, Shiloh Fernandez, Lou Taylor Pucci|
|Release||5 APR (US) 18 APR (UK) Certificate 18|
At least, it would be a neat conceit if the whole idea wasn't abandoned as soon as the viscera start flying. As such, it almost seems pointless to provide this context (even though, it has to be said, the exposition is delivered particularly well). For example, we get a scene in which it is established that David was 'too busy' to visit his and sister Mia's dying mother, and Mia isn’t happy about that. But this is something that is never mentioned again and has no bearing on the events that follow, making it clear that the film is just struggling to satisfy the intelligence of modern audiences before descending into the senseless horror of the original Evil Dead.
Thankfully, once that senseless horror begins, the film delivers an impressive display of stunning and inventive practical effects. Eschewing the usual CGI tricks that often result in empty, schlock scares, this movie utilises incredible make-up and props to make every ripped muscle and sliced sinew feel real. Likewise, Jane Levy’s performance as a doe-eyed druggie possessed by a wicked demon from hell holds the film together, with just the slightest sense of impishness allowing for some delightfully cheeky moments of pure, repellent malevolence.
And it is this occasional sense of fun that proves most impressive in this film, which otherwise completely shuns Raimi’s camp comedy moments to tell a straight-faced tale of terror. Director Fede Alvarez displays a mean streak of mischief in presenting this much guts and gore while still finding time to include subtle nods to each film in the original trilogy. And, what the film lacks in slapstick, it more than makes up for in over-the-top gruesomeness, which keeps piling on until we get to the bloodiest ending since Braindead took a lawnmower to a legion of zombies.
All in all, the only flaws to be found in the film are those that would be present in any 80s horror remake. Dumb character moments like 'good friend' Eric reciting from a terrifying book that screams "Do Not Read Aloud" may have been acceptable 30 years ago, but now it is just teeth-grittingly stupid. And cabins in the woods? Don't make me laugh. Oh wait, you already have. If it wasn’t for these tropes preventing the film from breaking any new ground, this could easily have been the best demon possession film released in decades. Instead it is just a very effective, still terrifying, evil retread.