It does The Duke no good to relate tales of cinematic catastrophe, to review flicks which, in the fabled words of Nietzsche, "Stink like the festering dung of a scabies-riddled baboon." I'd much rather tell you all about the wonders of The Nostril Picker or Suicide Club than talk about cack-spray like The Alien What Fighted A Predator. I mean folks work hard on these things. It ain't nice when someone takes delight in tearing someone else's joy asunder.
To be all the forthcoming in Holland, when I sat down for to view the flick by the name of The Beginning Of The Exorcist, I was sure that some wretched, boil-faced hag of a film was about to assault me in various soul-molesting fashions. I imagined I would leave the place with a thousand-yard stare etched forever on my skull, like in that picture what recently got stolen from the art gallery. The one with a fella screaming that went on to, I believe, become the basis for a trio of Wes Craven pictures.
But no. Amazingly, however stacked the odds may be against it, and they were stacked like a motherfucker, is the truth of the matter, I actually, believe it or not, really enjoyed this flick about The Exorcist - All The Stuff What Happened Back In The Day.
The power of Christ compels you to sit the fuck down and pay serious attention.
The Exorcist was one of those flicks I always wanted to see as a youngster, and was never allowed to. I had to wait until I was old enough, was the harrowing reality, which in fact meant waiting until I could find a copy and then watch it without the folks knowing a damn thing about it. It was one of the Video Nasties, a flick banned for decades on account of its sheer, unrelenting terrorosity.
Actually, it was banned on account of kids might see it and get all disturbed, or it might cause them to find new ways to entertain themselves of an evening, like maybe masturbating with a crucifix and then twisting the neck around and then spitting some stomach-sauce over a priest.
On account of the BBFC, us kids in the United UK had to make do with Pogs.
Curiously enough, the two sequels were passed with nary a word. Exorcist II should, of course, have been banned, on account of the wretched shite what it turned out to be. The third one proves much too depressing an experience for The Duke to develop much of a thought about.
Article comments
1 - Temple Stark
The Duke is a silly, third-person artiface.
Bolded?????????????????
2 - Aaron, Duke De Mondo
The Duke agrees wholeheartedly.
3 - Temple Stark
with, at least, a sense of humor. Still ....
4 - Aaron, Duke De Mondo
heh, sorry, man, i couldn't resist. Mind you, the joke did cost me this ridiculous bold text malarkey. Shit, the price of comedic innovation...
5 - Eric Olsen
isn't it "artifice"
NO one expects the spelling inquisition
6 - Chris Kent
Fun post, though it was Bengt Ekerot who played Death in Bergman's Seventh Seal. Sydow played Antonious Block, the knight.
I have watched The Exorcist about 20 times and am convinced it is not only the greatest horror film ever made, but one of the best FILMS ever made. Exorcist III was actually fairly interesting, with an incredible jump-out-of-your-seat fright scene (when the nurse jumps out of a room with a knife) - this is not a spoiler as this scene is as unexpected as a heart attack.
Rosemary's Baby would be #2 on my list of the greatest horror films of all time. It is a subtle and creepy in the extreme. Anyone who knocks Rosemary's Baby has been watching bad Italian zombie films for too long......His little trio of Repulsion, Rosemary's Baby and Macbeth are three of the darkest films ever made.
As for the most recent Exorcist rip-off, I'll watch it on video when my girlfriend is out of town or something.....if then.
7 - Aaron, Duke De Mondo
argh, balls! I didn't mean to write "death". tsk. Igmar would kick my ass, is what.
Agree with Exorcist III scare-moments. I seem to remember a bit with a fella running out after someone with a bloody great pair of garden-shears. Relentlessly bleak, though.
Repulsion and Macbeth are indeed brilliant. Rosmary, though, i just never liked. all that "hail satan" nonsense at the end just blew any credibility it had for me, i guess. I dunno. I'm quite sure it has nothing to do with those fantastic Italin flicks tho. ;)