See it. And yes, those are staples in her head, and staples are only the beginning. Dustin Rowles of Pajiba.com says it is “inarguably the best horror comedy since Evil Dead 2,” my personal favorite in the Evil Dead trilogy, and I think I would have to agree. Drag Me to Hell shares with it both terror and humour so well embedded within the fabric of the story that watching it is liked drinking a well mixed rye and coke…or something (I, unfortunately, have no gift for metaphor). The film drew me in so well that when Raimi played his trump card, I was totally blindsided. That doesn’t happen very often.

It was so gloriously refreshing to leave the movie theatre happy for a change instead of infuriated by the extreme levels of suckitude that have been on display lately. Of course, I still had to sit through previews for shit like The Hangover and Year One (Michael Cera, you are breaking my fucking heart, you douchebag) to get to DMTH.

P.S. Go see it, and you may want to bring your boomstick.