Saw Drag Me To Hell.

No, really. The whole movie, I was shouting at the screen, "That was uncalled for!" Seriously, the sheer amount of shit that went into that woman's mouth just waved at 'Ridiculous' as it passed and it continued on its merry way to 'What the Motherfucking Fuck?'

Although, it was Raimi. Which translates into CAMPY HORROR TRIP NONSENSE.
Which was delivered. In spades.

Which is why I can't hate the movie. It made no promises. If you'd seen Evil Dead, or even just heard of it, you kind of knew what you were getting into. You Do Not pay full price to see it, but you do wait until its at the raep-tastic cheapo theater on the bad side of town, go with friends, and throw popcorn at the screen. It's that kind of film.

On a side note, however, LOL JUSTIN LONG. A truly talented actor in the midst of that nonsense just makes everything else that much more surreal. I could not help but laugh at him laying sprawled on the side of the train tracks, tears rolling down his face as his girlfriend gets dragged. into. hell.

Just. What do you say to that?

I recommend this movie because this is what cult classics look like on the big screen. Bigger than life without any help, and the only thing that could make it more ridiculous is a Bruce Campbell cameo.

On top of that, I came to a realization. The story I'd been writing like a mad thing is back, only this time the main male is black and there is a dog involved.

Should be interesting.