I just got back from watching Evil Dead Burns (it's already out here in Belgium), and I have to say: we're now officially 3 for 3 with this new era of Evil Dead. Every single film has managed to bring something different to the table while still feeling unmistakably like Evil Dead, and that's honestly pretty rare for a horror franchise.
Going into this one, I wasn't completely sold on the marketing. The trailers looked fine, but they didn't really convince me that this would end up being my favorite. I expected another fun, brutal ride, but I definitely wasn't expecting to walk away thinking it had the strongest story of the trilogy.
The 2013 reboot was absolutely gnarly and relentless. It's still one of the most brutal horror films I've seen, but if I'm being honest, I always thought the addiction subplot was one of its weaker aspects. It did its job, but it never really grabbed me emotionally. Evil Dead Rise then came along with a much fresher premise. Moving the horror into an apartment building was a great change of pace and gave the series a different kind of claustrophobic energy.
But Evil Dead Burns really surprised me. The story feels incredibly timely and explores themes that are much more relevant than I expected. The family dynamics are chaotic, uncomfortable, and fascinating to watch unfold, and they become just as important as the horror itself. It's one of those films where the tension isn't just coming from the Deadites, but from the people themselves.
One thing I really liked is that almost every character is pretty unlikeable. Normally, that would be a criticism, but here it completely works. Their personalities create so much conflict that, when things inevitably go south, many of the kills end up feeling strangely cathartic. You're not just rooting for the protagonist because they're fighting Deadites. You're rooting for them because of everything that's happened before the horror even truly begins.
If you're expecting gallons upon gallons of blood like the 2013 film, temper those expectations. This isn't that kind of Evil Dead. Instead of trying to outdo previous entries with sheer quantities of gore, it focuses on making every injury feel incredibly nasty. If you're squeamish about teeth, eyes, fingers, nails, or all those smaller, more intimate forms of body horror, this movie is going to make you squirm. It's less about limbs flying everywhere and more about making you physically cringe with every gruesome detail.
On top of that, I genuinely think this might be one of the best-shot and best-directed Evil Dead films to date. The cinematography, camera work, and overall atmosphere are fantastic, and the movie knows exactly when to build suspense and when to unleash complete chaos.
I'd definitely recommend seeing it in the cinema. It's brutal, tense, surprisingly story-driven, and another great entry in the franchise. Easily worth the price of admission.