At this point I don't even remember if I ever saw the 2013 remake of The Evil Dead, so if I did, it wasn't memorable. Pretty sure I'll say the same thing about Evil Dead Rise if you were to ask me about it ten years from now.
This sequel totally overlooks what made the first three Evil Dead movies memorable: they were fun; they were funny. And they had Bruce Campbell. This one is has zero laughs, only a teeny, tiny bit of Bruce Campbell (in a voiceover), and just an all around downer feel since the majority of the people in peril are children.
It does have a good opening sequence that ends with a really excellent title reveal, but after that it just gets depressing. The story centers on a single mom and her three kids. They live in a condemned apartment building that's above a vault that contains....an evil book and some old recordings. One of the kids finds it. The rest is easy to predict.
The movie definitely doesn't hold back on the gore or the blood, with an elevator scene to rival The Shining's famous bloody lift. But it's not enough to save an instantly forgettable entry into the Evil Dead franchise.
I watched Evil Dead Rise on Max.
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