This was a very stupid movie for a lot of reasons. First of all, Raimi's "lamia" isn't a lamia at all. He might as well have called it a cheeseburger or a ham sandwich, because they both share as much in common with a lamia as Raimi's little curse creation thingy. Also, Raimi relies all too much on the gushing-crap-in-her-face scares. There's nothing truly scary in this film, except the overarching message and the racial stereotypes. And what about that house the main character lives in? How the hell can she afford that? I realize it's not as scary to have the devil shadow thingy chase her through a 1-bedroom Glendale apartment, but come on. A junior loan officer at a bank -- even a smart one -- can't afford that.

And the message of the movie is deplorable. Ladies, don't try to be ambitious, and for fuck's sake don't even try to make sound financial decisions, especially the sort that would have kept our collective asses out of the sling we're in. Ooooh, no. Don't do it! Because you know what? You'll be dragged to hell for your efforts. Literally. So shame on you!

If Raimi had let her win in the end, I'd have forgiven him for this bit of shitting on women. In fact, that was the ending I was expecting. And before anyone gets on the "Well, All Horror Movies Are Misogynistic" train, I agree that most horror movies are of the variety that says, "It's a girl! Hit her with a stick!" And we're all sort of used to that, unfortunately. But this movie so blatantly comes out and says, "How dare you leave the farm and make anything of yourself, you blonde bitch. Get back where you belong or die trying," that I can't say I'm cool with it in the least.

It's shite.

I can't believe Dana is so nice to it.You'd think a smart woman would see through it and be sickened. So much for faith in woman kind. They're still stomping on each other's backs as they stampede the shoe sales, I guess.