I love this movie. I loved it when I saw it in theaters as a 13 year old. I loved it on Special Edition VHS when I was 17, and I even love it as an “Official Bootleg Edition” on DVD right now as a 35 year old. It’s my kind of horror. Campy. Fun. Not at all realistic. And that frees me up to revel in it. Over the years and multiple versions you can find of this, my favorite has to be the Special Edition VHS I had as a teenager. I’ve since lost it, to my dismay, but that version had everything I love about this film in one package. The S-Mart ending, the extended windmill scene. So, why do I love this movie so much? Well, it came along as I entered puberty, so it made it’s mark on me at an impressionable age. Seeing Bruce Campbell in this sort of epic period/fantasy/horror movie just own the character of Ash was simply fun to watch. The endless one liners. The almost scary monsters. It just stuck in my pubescent brain. Fun story: I somehow got my “preacher’s daughter” girlfriend to watch it with me after some reassurance that it wasn’t full of naked chicks(which it isn’t) and gore(which it kind of is). She never really talked to me afterwards. Some chicks, man. That’s probably why I didn’t marry her. Anyway…this is a grade A “B” movie,and it knows it. And that’s what makes it fun. It’s the third movie in the Evil Dead trilogy…and if you don’t know that, then why are you even reading this? You don’t need to see the first two(way more gore and boobs, btw) to “get” this one, as it pretty much stands on it’s own merit. If you like campy horror with a lot of loud mouthed braggadocio, then this is your kind of movie. And chances are, you already own it. But, on the off chance you haven’t, seek it out, in all it’s glorious forms and decide for yourself whether this is, ahem….groovy.