The Exorcist - The true story
i have always been a huge fan of the movie ‘the exorcist‘. i read all the books surrounding the case.. watched all the tv shows.. and really behaved like a good student on the subject. every halloween, i get all fruity on the excorcist (although i have been too chicken to watch it yet this year). i did some googling around to find out if there was more information on the subject, and i found:
as i read it, i sorta got sadder and sadder.. as even though i know that this whole thing is hokum, i just never wanted to see definitive proof of such a fraud. i should go easier. i don’t think it was a fraud, i think it was just a big mixup in a trouble time in some kids life, taking place in a time when all this stuff wasn’t quite fleshed out yet.
although i guess i should drop the whole notion, and move on.. i still wish it was true, and regan macneil still scares the piss out of me.
October 16th, 2007 at 10:28 am
Remember that night in my little apartment that you and our friend all watched The Exorcist? It scared the bejeebus out of her!
I lived for a while with a friend, and we set up my surround sound system in the living room. One night I was watching The Exorcist, and he was going out to a club. He watched it with me while he waited for his ride, then just before he left he went upstairs for some reason.
Just as he was about midway up the stairs the scene in the movie where Regan is being interviewed by the psychiatrist came on. The psychiatrist asked to speak with the other entity in her body, and there were these background groans and other unatural noises. My friend heard them on the stairs, and freaked out! It was classic.
He’s Puerto Rican, and his family was pretty involved in Santería, so naturally he believed in the events in The Exorcist.
The first time I saw the movie was in a theater when I was about thirteen or so. My folks frbade me from seeing it, but I told them I was going to see Dumbo with a friend. (It was playing in theater that year.) When I got home, my parents asked me about Dumbo, and when I couldn’t remember some plot points, they guessed that I had gone to see The Exocist. I was grounded for a week.