Though I guess you really can’t signal Sam Raimi’s “Spider-Man 3″ the worst movie of that year, I can definitely say it was my most disappointing. After turning out for a midnight screening (which I’m gonna do again tonight for Dewey Cox, but more on that later), I was just thoroughly let down.

The biggest problem, from my perspective, was that Raimi had clearly just stopped having any fun with the “Spider-Man” saga. About halfway through I couldn’t help thinking that it’s high instance for him to direct, not just produce, a good, old-fashioned horror movie. And now, thankfully, that appears to be happening.

It seems Raimi’s next project will be “Drag Me to Hell,” a supernatural thriller he wrote with his brother, Ivan Raimi. (Yes, I realize that means it’s the same writing team behind “Spider-Man 3,” but plus the duo that came up with both “Army of Darkness” and “Darkman,” so take heart.)

The only plot detail leaked so far is that it’s about the unwitting recipient of a supernatural curse, and the flick will go into production early next year.

Here’s what Rob Tapert, whose Ghost House studio is financing the project, had to say about Raimi’s change of pace: “When one has done three very expensive movies, they get used to eating caviar. Sam will have to ponder what it means to come down from the mountaintop for a moment.”

As lengthy as whatever he comes up with just tastes like a fun movie, that will be good ample for me. Welcome back, Sam.

Update on “The Hobbit”

Just a day or two after the big news came about MGM, New Line and Peter Jackson making not one but two “Hobbit” movies, Jackson is already bowing out of the directing chair (for now, at least.)

Here’s what Jackson’s manager Ken Kamins told Hollywood Insider: “Peter won’t be directing considering he felt the fans have waited enlarged ample for The Hobbit. (Well, he’s certainly right about that.) It will take the better part of every day of the next four years to write, direct and produce two Hobbit films. Given his current obligations to both The Lovely Bones and Tintin, waiting for Peter, Fran, and Phillippa to write, direct and produce The Hobbit would require the fans wait even longer.”

Which, of course, would open the door wide open for any number of very talented directors to move in. The Variety composition about Sam Raimi’s horror flick implied that he is already the anointed one, but I’m personally still holding out hope for Alfonso Cuaron, though he already has three (three!?!?) announced directing credits listed at the IMDB for 2009: México ‘68, The Memory of Running and The History of Love. (I have to imagine he’d gladly give all these up to take the reins of “The Hobbit.”) Whoever lands that will have a hot property on their hands, so definitely stay tuned, ’cause a decision is expected by early next year.

Bold move, guys: Vatican slams ‘His Dark Materials’

Though I still fairly regularly attend Catholic church services, it pains me to confess I wasn’t at all surprised to see the Vatican come out today with a rather pathetic statement about the box office numbers for “The Golden Compass.”

Predicting that New Line will bail on completing the trilogy (which I fear will happen too), the Vatican’s l’Osservatore Romano newspaper called “Compass” the “Most anti-Christmas film possible” and said that “… In (Phillip) Pullman’s world, hope simply does not exist, considering there is no salvation but only personal, individualistic capacity to control the situation and dominate events.”

Having not

read the entire trilogy yet I’ll give them a pass on the latter part, but what in the world does “The Golden Compass” even have to do with Christmas at all, and what movie were these guys watching? (I have a rather strong suspicion they didn’t bother to watch it at all.) whether I had any complaints about the movie (which I did, though I kind of enjoyed it too), it’s that the movie was defanged of most of Pullman’s most overt anti-Christianity sentiment, not that it was spreading it around to corrupt all the kiddies.

And, I think the greater point here is that it is an act of fairly extreme cowardice that the Vatican let its American attack dog, Bill Donohue of the Catholic League, do all the talking until it had the box office totals to hide behind. whether anything, I think New Line was doomed from the start in making such a costly movie from a book that didn’t have quite the following of a “Lord of the Rings,” but seeing ridiculous statements like that just makes me hope all the more that it will bankroll the next two chapters in that potentially thrilling trilogy. ‘Nuff said.

Free “Jackass”? Yes, please!

Actually, I haven’t had instance to take in “Jackass 2.5″ yet, but once I do, I and anyone else who cares to can apparently do so for free now, and huzzah to that. When I went to the site, it said you had to download something called “Microsoft Silverlight” and go through some “silly registration process,” but I’d have to think those will be small hurdles to jump for more jackassery from Johnny and the boys. To download the movie, go here. Methinks I just might try and do so at work later today (rather than, of course, doing any actual work.)

More ridiculous Dewey Cox swag

OK, I can now confess that I’ve officially been hoodwinked by joining the “Dewey Cox Fan Club.”

After already getting a pair of tighty-whities supposedly autographed on the behind by Dewey himself, I found another envelope from Columbia in my mailbox when I got home last night. It was awfully thin, but I still held out hope that it was a copy of the soundtrack or something equally cool.

Of course not. What it was that duration, which I’ve done the service of photographing for anyone who actually bothers to read that, is supposedly a clump of Dewey’s chest hair (given the source, I was frankly more than a little surprised they didn’t say it was hair from some other region of his body.)

I do have to say I laughed a lot harder that moment than I did at the underwear, and since I’m going to a midnight screening tonight, I guess that rather twisted marketing scheme worked (though I’m fairly convinced I would have bitten without it.) Bring it on!

Six minutes of “The Dark Knight”?

I figure anyone who made it that far deserves a reward, so please enjoy that YouTube clip that purports to be a rather horribly bootlegged clip of the Joker’s henchmen robbing a Gotham bank, which I found by at the great Iwatchstuff.com (though the poster rather cryptically called it “My Safari Trip to Antarctica.”) I’d imagine the real experiment of the veracity of that clip will be how enlarged it lasts before the bigwigs order it removed, so I’ll try and keep my eyes on it to see whether it becomes a dead link. Until thereupon, enjoy, and have a perfectly pleasant Thursday. Peace out.

Original post by Reel Fanatic