There are things you do hate, Lord. Perfume-smellin’ things, lacy things, things with curly hair.
In one of Drag Me to Hell’s characteristically and elaborately nonsensical sequences, Christine, the cursed principle character, encounters the witch she’s been tormented by in her garage. This confrontation is as viscously embellished as the others in the film, what with blood or vomit or some other bodily substance slathered upon our unlucky protagonist at every opportunity, but it’s arguably at this point that Sam Raimi’s absurdest tendency reaches its climax, once the witch is momentarily tempered by an anvil hanging from a truss in Christine’s garage—a determinedly ordinary room full of unused electronic and sports equipment, common implements of suburban residential maintenance, and an anvil hanging from the ceiling.
by Rumsey Taylor | Source: Universal 35mm print
31 May 2009 1:56 PM | Comments (4)
What, Rumsey? You don’t have an anvil hanging from your ceiling? Get with it man!!
But, but … it’s all in her head!!
head filled anvil hats off to you, Buck. Or is that anvil filled heads? Raimi still cracks me up.
One can almost here the Looney Tunes’ Theme.
marky
18 June 2009
7:54 PM