EVIL DEAD BURN (2026)

Studio:   New Line Cinema
Director: Sebastien Vanicek
Writer:   Sebastien Vanicek, Florent Bernard
Producer: Rob Tapert, Sam Raimi
Stars:    Souheila Yacoub, Tandi Wright, Hunter Doohan, Luciane Buchanan, Erroll Shand, Maude Davey, George Pullar

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Summary:

A young widow fights to survive a grueling nightmare when her abusive husband’s family succumbs to demonic possession in their remote lakehouse.


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Every major horror release of 2026 had some sort of argumentative discourse making the rounds while the film was playing in theaters. For “Backrooms” (review here), there was a bit of a brouhaha about the director’s young age, creating a conspiratorial claim that Kane Parsons might have had help helming his first feature in an echo of that pesky “Poltergeist” rumor. With Curry Barker’s “Obsession” (review here), misinterpretations of the movie’s messaging led to some saying Bear’s behavior made him more of a misunderstood victim while others maintained it was clear he was never meant to be a blameless good guy.

On “Evil Dead Burn’s” turn, early complaints called out the film’s dark tone. Hubbub from those shocked by the visceral violence, gnarly gore, and heavy themes had it that the movie was too mean, too nasty, even depressingly nihilistic to fit in the “Evil Dead” universe. What those miffed mouths apparently forgot was that the franchise wasn’t always anchored on a live-action comic book hero swinging a chainsaw for an arm while confidently coughing out humorous one-liners and quipping, “Groovy!” Excessive exposure to “Army of Darkness” and the recency of “Ash vs. Evil Dead” seems to have some people misremembering the extremes of the original “The Evil Dead,” which did incorporate black comedy, but also infamously featured a sentient tree sexually assaulting a restrained woman.

Setting aside whether controversial content has a place in an “Evil Dead” entry, or if any outrage is pointless pearl-clutching, those calling out “Evil Dead Burn” for its callousness aren’t wrong about the movie being brutal, bleak, or grim and grisly. One early scene introduces two fishing friends playfully teasing each other. Another shows four friends at a club having a couple of laughs as they celebrate one of their birthdays. After those first few minutes though, you’ll never see anyone smile again, certainly not onscreen, and probably not in the audience either.

Aspiring writer Joseph Price shouldn’t have messed with his grandfather’s belongings. Going through handwritten journals, audio recordings, and extensive occult research on the Necronomicon, deadites, and a Kandarian dagger capable of banishing evil entities back to Hell is how a fresh round of demonic drama gets kicked up in the first place.

Joseph’s brother Will, meanwhile, shouldn’t have subjected his French wife Alice to chronic abuse throughout their troubled marriage. A public blowout at that aforementioned birthday party leads to Will driving off drunk, and straight into a head-on collision with an undead ghoul Joseph unknowingly resurrected.

The Price family can’t escape the curse now coming for them. Following Will’s funeral, his parents Susan and Edgar, Susan’s dementia-afflicted mother Polly, and Joseph and his girlfriend Thya host Alice at their family’s remote lakeside home for a moment of mourning that turns into a long night of supernatural terror. One by one, each person succumbs to possession, eventually leaving Alice as the last woman standing in a fierce fight for survival against fiendish forces determined to turn the lakehouse into a slaughterhouse.

In the case of “Evil Dead Burn,” the story serves to set up that slaughter more than it means to enrich the fiction with a deep narrative. The house turns into a chaotic meat grinder of bloody mayhem, and the movie becomes an endurance test engineered exclusively to forcefully pull physical reactions out of viewers held captive for the carnage. “Evil Dead Burn” wants you to squirm. It wants you to flinch. It wants you to continually close your eyes and claw at your seat cushion. That’s what the movie is, whether anyone likes it or not. Accordingly, some people will like director Sebastien Vanicek’s flair for splattery style while unimpressed eyes most definitely will not.

“Evil Dead Burn” is not for squeamish stomachs. It’s also not for anyone looking for “fun” frights, because the film goes hard on its specific brand of vicious horror. In addition to copious shots of punctured flesh and snapping bones, potentially triggering scenes include verbally cruel characters, animal harm, and an unkillable deadite who repeatedly simulates suicide by firing a handgun into his wickedly smiling face. Believe it or not, “Evil Dead Burn” slips in a few intentional gags for little lifts of relief, though just as intentionally, those moments are few and far between.

In pushing the R rating to the absolute limits of what that single letter will allow, Vanicek and his cowriter Florent Bernard clearly focused their creative discussions, likely while cackling, on ways to kill, mutilate, and painfully maim everyone in the most visually messed up ways they could imagine. “Evil Dead Burn” gets gross in other ways too, such as having a deadite lick goopy dentures freshly removed from an old woman’s wet mouth.

Three out of four stars is a solid score for the high mark “Evil Dead Burn” hits on the gruesomeness strength-o-meter hammered with all the movie’s might. It’s not a universal rating reflective of everyone’s average reaction to the film. Add one more star or subtract up to two depending on how one’s tongue takes to the taste of the tone’s merciless assault on the senses. That assault can be a lot to manage, not necessarily because of the consistently high intensity of the action, but because that’s a huge heap of relentless death and destruction to sustain a runtime ten minutes short of two hours.

Circling back to the earlier question that caused some conflict among fans, what does make an “Evil Dead” movie an “Evil Dead” movie now that Bruce Campbell’s Ash is no longer in the mix? Someone could contend that if its deadites went by a different name, and if the loose links to “Evil Dead Rise” (review here) were removed, they might make a case that “Burn” wouldn’t look like “Evil Dead” at all. Alternatively, that same person could ignore any hangups regarding how well “Evil Dead Burn” works with what’s come before and simply surf the film’s turbulent wave for the scorching experience it sears into a viewer’s eye sockets.

NOTE: There is a mid-credits scene and a post-credits scene.

Review Score: 70