She is portrayed as hysterical (“It’s not going to let us leave!”), childlike (“She acts like she’s three years old or something") and virginal – ripe for possession, as she wanders out into the woods, dressed in white. For over 20 years, I regarded The Evil Dead highly – but watching it now, it would be easy to bash its heavy-handed misogyny and heteronormativity.Ĭheryl is a third wheel to both her brother and his girlfriend Linda, and another couple, Scotty and Shelly. The more empowered I’ve become in my ‘marginalisation’, the more I empathise with and view through a feminist lens. The director expressed regret for its “unnecessarily gratuitous” nature and his “judgement was wrong at the time”.Īs a queer man, I’ve learnt to look at everything – but particularly art – with a critical eye. Raimi apologised for not removing it from the film completely, as far back as 1988, in an interview with Jonathan Ross for The Incredibly Strange Film Show. The scene in which Cheryl – sister of The Evil Dead’s hero Ash – is raped by a tree, quite rightly caused upset when people first saw it. Cancellation culture is rife, the ‘unwoke’ are damned, past mistakes are not allowed to remain in the past. In a way, the last few years – in the wake of significant and much needed cultural shifts for the way marginalised people have been treated – a new breed of moral crusader has emerged. Newspapers branded it obscene, and it was declared “the number one video nasty” by moral crusader Mary Whitehouse.
When the film was released on VHS, it was banned in Iceland, Sweden, Finland, Ireland and the UK. Sam Raimi, barely in his twenties when he directed The Evil Dead, intended to push boundaries with his first feature film but he never meant to cause offense – laughable now considering the response. Despite this, the film launched a love affair with horror that has intensified as I’ve grown older. Once I did, it threw my otherwise sheltered existence into turmoil and prevented me from ever taking a midnight wee again. The VHS case, which had an image of the demonically possessed Cheryl on, lay anonymously outside of my bedroom before I finally took the plunge. I managed to see The Evil Dead in 1996, aged 10, when my aunt brought it over for my parents to watch. First showing under its original title, The Book of the Dead, the film would gain traction when it hit the Cannes Film Festival the following year after a sterling review by Stephen King and become a word-of-mouth success, making almost $3 million on a $350,000 budget.
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When The Evil Dead premiered at Detroit’s Redford Theatre in 1981, nobody knew its enormous success would eventually spawn two sequels, a musical, a reboot, video games and its own TV series. He’s also one of horror’s most beloved characters. He’s slapping her rear with his wooden hand. We find them shortly after in the women’s toilet, fucking. He tries to score with the one woman there, only attracting her attention when he makes up a story about saving a child from an incoming train. He enters a bar, throws a dart, misses the board. Bellowing happily to Deep Purple’s ‘Space Truckin’’, he attaches a prosthetic wooden hand, grabs a couple of condoms, throws on lashings of questionable yellow cologne and exits his trailer – his bachelor pad. A handsome, middle-aged man grunts as he squeezes himself into a leather waist-cincher – the extra 30 pounds that plague him are gone in a magical instance.