Things went on as they do in Evil Dead movies, and pretty soon people were turning into Candarian demons, and inanimate objects were talking to the cast. This was a rocking bit of physical comedy that just got funnier as it went along. Things started to get really silly when Ash’s perky little sister got felt up through the window by an evil tree. Plenty of geek fodder for the fanboys and girls out there. There were plenty of nods to (and outright quotes from) the first two Evil Dead movies.
Nothing that would cause my little angels to go blind or anything. Yep, a lot of them were dopey sex jokes, of the type you’d find in your average American Pie-like movie. Everybody was on their toes, and the jokes flew. It went perfectly with the utterly silly vibe of the show. The sets were super lo-fi-a cutout car carried by the singing cast members. The cast sang the ridiculously chipper opening song, “Cabin in the Woods,” accompanied by a giant bunny and a very rude squirrel. He ended the song by tossing a cup of “blood” on us. He had an amazing voice-almost what the old folks (not me dammit) call an Irish tenor. A dude in manties and a corset came out and ROCKED that song. The lights dimmed at last, and…the first few chords of “Sweet Transvestite” blasted from the speakers! WTF? We had no idea, but we loved it. We rocked out to Rob Zombie, Sweet, Alice Cooper, and the Ramones. The theater had put together a wonderful playlist. There was a huge, 3-foot-tall Necronomicon in front of the very basic “cabin in the woods” set. We wandered in and settled into our front-row seats. I figured that years of exposure to “South Park” and “Family Guy” had prepared my boys for whatever ED:TM could dish out. What? Sex jokes? What an awful thought! Everyone knows teenage boys don’t like sex jokes! “Thanks for the warning,” I said, trying not to laugh at his “Ermahgerd I said ‘sex’ to somebody’s mom” face. When I handed my tickets to a young man in green camo, he eyed my boys and said “You do know about the adult content in this show, right?”
We were pumped! And we weren’t disappointed. Shut up.) We’d been listening to the soundtrack from the musical on YouTube and loving it. In fact, we paid a little extra to sit in the front row, known as the “Mega-Splatter Zone.” We’re huge fans of the Evil Dead movies. Everybody who’s heard anything about this musical knows that they throw a lot of stage blood around. In my ongoing quest for the Mother of the Year award, I took my 13-year-old and 16-year-old sons to see “Evil Dead: The Musical” at the Balagan Theatre in Seattle.
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