The Exorcist
People who know me know that The Exorcist is probably my favorite movie. Weird, I know. I mean, most people’s favorite movie is a happy fun movie that makes them laugh or at least smile. Or it’s a tearjerker that touches them deeply and makes them weep every time they see it. Nope, for me it’s a horror film. I’m a weirdo. I remember being scared shitless by the movie when I was a kid — of all the horror films I saw as a kid it was the only one that really terrified me.
I’ve just finished the book. I don’t know why I never read the book before now. I know that my mom read it many years ago, and was scared by it (apparently she was reading about the knocking in the attic when the attic cover in our home started shaking because of the air flow in the house). What a great book! And I have to say that the movie was a pretty good translation from book to film. Some parts were almost literally transferred to film. I’m so glad I finally read it.
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