Dung, ritualized. Anthony Hopkins exerts his almost papal acting authority as the old, weary, but vigilant exorcist in back-alley Rome. He inspires a doubting priest by demonstrating that the Devil lives (mostly by tormenting kids, pregnant girls, and animals). It’s like Hannibal Lecter spewing deviled ham at a midnight mass for The Exorcist. The young priest (Colin O’Donoghue) looks somewhat like Anthony Perkins, which adds little Psycho vibes. The Catholic Church should reconsider lending its symbols and rites to squalid spookers like this, since the enduring and not elevating lesson is that sadism sells. (2011) — David Elliott
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