Sam Raimi making the kind of movie Sam Raimi should make.
This probably isn't for everyone, but I really enjoyed it. Raimi is really skilled at mixing jump-out-atcha! scares with slapstick goofery. It aint going to change the world, but its a good time at the movies.
If you have a weak stomach you'll probably think its overly gross at times, but Raimi always tempers these moments with a bit of a wink.
Some of the old Evil Dead type Raimi-isms and the CGI didn't quite work for me. . .
But most of the "Raimi-isms" were fine examples of a director working comfortably within his oeuvre. The fight with the old woman in the car was priceless. I almost shot Mr. Pibb from my nose at the hag's expression after she got hit in the face with a stapler. and I wasn't even drinking Mr. Pibb.
. . .and yes. I used the word "oeuvre". I'll admit it. My farts smell like roses.