Dear Reader,
I would love to take this moment to do a bit of free association with you. When I say the name “Sam Raimi”, what comes to mind? Maybe it's the new film ‘Send Help’ starring Rachel McAdams and Dylan O’Brien. I wouldn’t blame you; it was, admittedly, an incredible film. Perhaps if you knew he directed it and you are very into the Marvel Universe, you might also have thought of the Dr Strange movie. But maybe, if you had a cooler, older cousin who was into comic book movies, you may have first thought of the early 2000s Tobey Maguire Spiderman trilogy. Now that’s good taste, Reader. Those films still hold up for me, too. When I think of Sam Raimi, I think of his signature wide shots of chilling landscapes, captured by a camera that moves as though it were an autonomous entity. I also think of sudden close-up shots of hands (or chainsaws). Then I (often) think of Bruce Campbell. In other words, I think of Evil Dead.
I doubt, my dearest reader, that when we started this free association exercise, you thought anything about musical theatre, did you? Well, you should have!
Two weeks ago, I, along with two friends, went to see Evil Dead The Musical at the Seymour Centre in Sydney. The night of the musical, I almost didn’t go. I had been busy all day running all over Sydney (literally from the west, to the east, to the west, to the city…). But even after this eventful day, I knew that I simply couldn’t miss it; it was either going to be the best or most disappointing thing I had ever seen. I love Evil Dead, I love Bruce Campbell, I love Sam Raimi and, most of all, I love fun. Everything about this musical should be up my alley.



