10 minutes into Evil Dead II and Ash's girlfriend is dead, decapited, and buried out back. Less a sequel than a remake, Sam Raimi traps Bruce Campbell in the woods once again to fend off a pile of marauding zombies (including his own zombified hand) with the aid of axes, kitchen tools, and one infamous chainsaw. This time the laughs come as fast as the gore -- it's hard to pick whether this or the original Evil Dead is the better film, but Raimi's bigger budget and matured talent pushes the nod toward the sequel, one of the biggest horror cult films known to man. The kegs of jet-propelled blood alone make this an absolute must-see for any fan of the genre... not to mention any self-respecting moviegoer.
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