Back To His Roots Last weekend (and much of the week that followed, come to think of it) having gone into the crapper, I waited until today to catch a matinee of Sam Raimi's return to his corner of the horror genre with Drag Me To Hell . Plans with friends, and maybe a little concern that the PG-13 rating was going to mean Hell's ass would be candied, resulted in Nick staying behind, so I saw this one solo at a late-morning matinee. This is Raimi reaching back to his early work on Evil Dead , before it became more of a Bruce Campbell franchise than anything else, though the fluid-splashed slapstick while battling the supernatural remained a constant throughout. In Raimi's films, battles with the supernatural inevitably get into and splashed all over one's face. The small cast generally keeps the narrative tight and moving. After an opening set years in the past establishes some dark forces - both straight-on hellish and vindictively draconian - and a challenger in ...