We gave it a C
Let us now praise Seth ”Scott Evil” Green, whose beautiful delivery of otherwise generic wisecracks is all that stands between this painfully derivative horror comedy and a premature date with the eject button. Whether proclaiming the hasty conclusion of the main plot ”weak” or interrupting the hero’s inspirational monologue (”no Kevin Costner speeches — let’s just go”), he seems always to be performing from within the eye of a narrative hurricane, his only function to comment on the idiocy surrounding him. Given that the main story in Idle Hands involves a stoner (Sawa) with a demonically possessed hand (cue ”homages” to Evil Dead II, The Hand, An American Werewolf in London, etc.), Green is rarely at a loss for words.