Let's Be The 1973 Classic The Exorcist

I'm the pee on the rug.

I'm Karl, the German house care taker, putting out the traps in the attic.

"Yeah, but you see, no rats."

I’m the conservative catholic coded attack on my new age single mother friend Shirley MacLaine.

I'm Cap'n Howdy in the basement

I'm the backwards upside down spider-walk scene that was cut from the film but would have actually fit into it quite well. It turns out I was an idea stolen from something else!

I'm the shots of the tennis courts on Georgetown's campus where Village A now stands.

"Why you do this to me, Dimmy?"

I'm the movie star handsome priest.

I'm his mother who sucks cocks in hell (s kitchen)

I'm the movie Ellen Burstyn is starring in, within the movie itself. Has anyone ever figured out what exactly I'm about?

Revolution on the campus, duh!

I'm Paul Bateson. I play a radiological technologist in the film who wears a leather bracelet.

My real life story is creepier than the film itself. You haven't heard the last from me yet!

I'm the sassy demon.

"Stick your cock up her ass, you motherfucking worthless cocksucker."

I'm Lorraine Newman saying, "Your mother sews socks that smell!" in the SNL parody.

I am a crucifix. I am having A MAJOR 'me too' moment.

I'm the vampirish looking model sitting on the couch during Chris' party.

I'm the mom's pal, Burke Dennings. I look like a sick Tony Blair. I'm yelling at Karl the housekeeper's husband for no reason.

"Cunting Hun! Bloody damn butchering Nazi pig!"

I'm handsome Father William O'Malley, the real priest cast as Father Dyer.

Not surprisingly, 46 years after making this movie, I'll be accused of molesting one of my Catholic school students.

R12 TEACH THE CHILDREN WELL. Do tell the story of "Paul Bateson. I play a radiological technologist."

I'm the weird opening in Egypt or somewhere, that I can never quite connect with the whole movie.

I'm the real star of the film.

I'm the ancient Mesopotamian demon of the South Wind, set free by the careless breaking of the clay jar in which I was confined.

The film opens in northern Iraq. Fr. Merrin is there on archiological dig. They unearth an ancient demon. He knows it has been freed and will possess someone.

You're going to die up there

I'm "IT VANTS NO SHTRAPS."

I'm veteran actress (and Oscar-winning actress) Mercedes McCambridge, who provided the voice of the the demon Pazuzu. I am considered to be a factor in the film's success. I had to threaten director William Friedkin with legal action to force him to give me credit, and my credit appears in all but the first 30 prints of the film. Friedkin's mother sucks cocks in Hell.

I'm the vajay blood on Chris' face that makes her look like a circus clown.

I'm Pazuzu, with a gentle reminder that all replies in a "Let's be..." thread must begin with either "I'm" or "We're."

I'm 44-year old Max Von Sydow, for some reason cast as 70-something Father Merring, even though there are plenty of competent 70-something actors who could have played the part without requiring makeup and prosthetics.

[quote]The film opens in northern Iraq. Fr. Merrin is there on archiological dig. They unearth an ancient demon. He knows it has been freed and will possess someone.

So does it get to 1970s Washington DC? and to that poor little gurl?

Because she was playing w/the Ouija Board in the basement

Via the Ouija board

I'm Captain Howdy

I'm the urine soaked vagrant in the subway.

"Father, could you help an old altar boy? I'm Cat'lick."

[quote]Because she was playing w/the Ouija Board in the basement

So it just flew through the air to Washington DC from North Korea?

Was the dislodging of it in the 1920s or present-day? I cant remember.

I am the candles Kris McNeil uses in the attic. I, for some unknown reason, suddenly erupt into large flames when she is startled while investigating noises in the attic. If any of you lovely people here know why I suddenly erupt into large flames, I would certainly be grateful if you would tell me the reason. This bothered me every time I watched the movie. Gas leak? Pazuzu's breath? What the hell caused this?

I'm the demon that possesses those who post replies in Datalounge "Let's be" threads without starting their reply with "I'm" or "We're."

Let's be the demon who locks the OP in the ninth circle of hell and forces him to suck his mother's cock, completely deprived of writing about the Exorcist, much less the 94 threads this troll has already started on the Exorcist.

I'm Eileen Dietz. My face appears subliminally in the film a few times (one frame at a time) and I acted in place of Linda Blair at a few key moments (the masturbation with a crucifix, the spewing of green vomit). Yet it took years for me to get the proper on-screen credit. I have been receiving residual payments since 1973. And yes, William Friedkin's mother does indeed suck cocks in Hell. I've seen it.

R35 I'm the demon circling the attic in Chris MacNeil's home and making creepy creaking noises, prompting Chris to take candles up into the attic to explore the origins of the noises. I decide to freak her out a little bit by making the candles suddenly flame up. I'm a mischievous little demon.

I'm 1973 and American movies are getting really good - if this film were made in another era, it would never be so powerful. It would be shite, in fact.

r39, that sounds like a logical explanation in the context of the movie. Thank you so much.

I'm Kitty Winn, relegated to a small, thankless role as Ellen Burstyn's assistant. I had a promising career as an actress after appearing in "Panic in Needle Park" two years earlier, but after "The Exorcist," I floundered around mainly in small TV roles. I made a huge mistake by agreeing to appear in "Exorcist II: The Heretic," and that pretty much sealed the nail on my career coffin.

The last acting job I had was a 1984 appearance on "Partners in Crime" with Lynda Carter and Loni Anderson.

The Exorcist curse is real.

I'm William Friedkin. Funny how second stories evolve around my movies. I never refer the freaky shit that happened around this movie. Boys In The Band, surprisingly, is my favorite of my movies and I'm very proud of it and love to re-see it...and there's a whole story there too.

I'm Ellen Burstyn's permanent chronic back pain, caused when a crew member, at the insistence of William Friedkin, yanked extra hard on the rope tied around her waist and pulled her across the room and onto the floor.

The agonizing scream she lets out when lands is real, and I'll plague her to this day.

I'm Jack Nicholson who was up for the part of Father Karras, before Jason Miller landed the role. William Friedkin thought he was too unholy to ever play a priest.

[quote]The agonizing scream she lets out when lands is real, and I'll plague her to this day.

OMG how awful

I'm Sharon, Chris's assistant. I have strong sexual feelings for Fr. Karras that I think I'm keeping well hidden until Regan/Satan snarls it out to everyone. I'm completely embarrassed and Fr. Karras blushes beautifully.

I'm that spurt of blood that causes the audience to shriek.

In the arteriogram scene, the bearded man who assists the doctor is Paul Bateson. He was an x-ray technician at NYU Medical Center where that scene was shot and managed to get that small part. In 1979, he was convicted of the murder of a film critic and was sentenced to 20 years in prison. However, he bragged about and was a suspect in the murders of six men whom he said he picked up in gay bars, had sex with them and then murdered and dismembered their bodies and put them into plastic bags "for fun" in 1977 and 78. They were known as the "bag murders". Although investigators believed his story, he was never officially charged and those murders have technically never been solved. Bateson was released from prison in 2004. The whole story revolving the "bag murders" were later fictionalized in Cruising (1980), which is also directed by William Friedkin.

I'm Chris' cunting daughter. Do you know what I did?!

I'm the church's Virgin Mary statue, vandalized by Pazuzu. Do you like my pointy titties with pussy to match?

I'm Veronica Catrwright as Mrs. Voorhees in Scary Movie 2's parody of The Exorcist.

While it is a parody of a horror film, it is a also serves as a pretty faithful documentary of a DL get together.

I'm a pleasant day for an exorcism

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I'm the references to this movie 47 years later that people still understand.

I'm the woman who passed out during a showing of the film in Rome, broke her jaw, sued Warner Brothers, claiming subliminal images in the film caused the incident, and received an undisclosed settlement from the studio.

I'm Ellen Burstyn, and I still suffer back pain even today, from that scene where I was involuntarily pulled backwards, on purpose. Yes, William Friedkin's mother sucks cocks in Hell.

I'm the freezing cold the director required filming during, so that the breaths from the cast's mouths would be visible.

I'm the fire that destroyed part of the set (but not Regan's room), delaying the filming schedule.

I'm R44, who already told the R57 story.

I'm Jason Miller's full frontal nudity from another film.

I'm the Power of Christ compeling you!

I am the scary Cat-Scan scene which bother this poster more than the kid possessed by a demon

I'm Chris's jaunty kerchief knotted around her neck.

I'm at least that one other time we did this

I’m tubular bells playing while Ellen walks down the street on Halloween. John Carpenter will rip off the shot and the score for his Halloween.

I'm la plume de ma tante.

Almost, r23.

In the novel, r20, Merrin and Pazuzu have already encountered each other with an earlier battle when Merrin was a young man.

The film opens in Iraq so Pazuzu can deliver a a few calling cards (that small devil face idol the diggers uncover, the feral barking dogs, the general sense of dread and, of course, the scene where Merrin and the statue of Pazuzu face each other ) to Merrin that he's calling him out to rumble again.

That's the meaning f the Iraq scene.

meaning of

Regarding the music R66

I'm entertainment. This movie is not me!

I'm Father Dyer, played by a real priest. I show up to give Father Karris his last rites after he took a header out the window. Later, I'm approached by that weird detective Lt. Kinderman, who rambles on about his favorite "pictures".

I'm also R18, R72.

I'm "Jee-meeeey."

I'm nostalgia for the days when you could bum a smoke from a priest.

I am the millions and millions of $$$ made at the box office.

I am the law suit Burstyn should have brought against Friedkin for injuring her.

[quote] You're going to die up there

I'm the disgusting sound of dribbling urine as this sentence is uttered.

I'm the lack of any explanation as to why a demon unleashed in Iraq would go after a movie stars' daughter in Georgetown, which makes the opening fifteen minutes incredibly confusing,

I'm one of the barf bags supplied to audience members, delighting the editors of Mad Magazine.

I'm Linda Blair's vomit - you queens are going to get the facial of a lifetime.

I'm the original, trashed by the sequel.

I'm part 3 and I'm weirdly terrifying as fuck. mostly because of George C. Scott's unsettling performance.

I'm psycho-sexual undertones!

I’m Brooke Shields and I starred in the flop stage adaptation in LA.

[quote] I suddenly erupt into large flames, I would certainly be grateful if you would tell me the reason. This bothered me every time I watched the movie. Gas leak? Pazuzu's breath? What the hell caused this?

It’s because Karl came up into the attic

I’m leaves. I’m geeen on all the trees in the movie, but then I’m brown on the ground because I’m props.

I thought the possessed archaeological idol ended up in Carol MacNeils house in the attic and the daughter opened the door to her possession with the ouija board. Did I make that all up to explain the gap in the script?

I'm little Regan telling mom to lick me.

I'm the lines to the script Chris is mouthing to herself on her way to the scene for the film she's shooting on campus.

I'm Florence Henderson being a humorless dyke about it on "To Tell the Truth."

I'm here to correct R76. He was Father Damien Karras, so it was "Dimi, why you do dis to me?", not Jee-mey.

R9 I'm also "...perish you faithless slime!", to finish off the mother cock sucking in hell.

R92 here. I meant R74 not R76.

I'm the maniacal giggling of Regan as she sits on the bed after killing Father Merrin.

I'm the Vulgar Display of Power that heavy metal group Pantera titled their album after.

I'm the angry dyke plunger rape in the shower that Linda Blair endures in BORN INNOCENT, 2 years later.

Possession by Pazuzu is a cake walk next to that.

I'm the very unflattering pre-Dorothy Hamill Dorothy Hamill hairdo worn by Ellen Burstyn in the movie.

I’m the doctor who smokes.

I'm the groovy, sexy music in the trailer to The Exorcist 2.

I’m William Peter Blatty. I had nothing to do with horror before I hit it rich with The Exorcist. Until then I was a screenwriter for 60’s froth like A Shot in the Dark and Promise Her Anything.

My father, who was an American Foreign Service Officer, met Blatty in the early 1960s in Lebanon, when hey were both working in Beirut at the US embassy. Dad said he was obnoxious.

I'm Karl hissing "I'm SWISS!" in response to Burke Dennings' Nazi taunts

I'm that poor, poor hymen assaulted by Jebus in the demon's claws.

I’m the black tongue and I provide the only funny but in the whole movie.

*bit

I'm the Dislexorcist, the poor cousin.

I'm Cardi B as possessed Blair in the hood remake: "Yo mama sucks cocks in hell, ya fuckin' ho!".

[quote] Later, I'm approached by that weird detective Lt. Kinderman, who rambles on about his favorite "pictures"

I’m the revisionist claptrap Producer’s “Version You’ve Never Seen” Cut that features the above dialogue and which no one should ever, under any circumstances, watch in lieu of the original, perfect theatrical cut.

[quote] [R9] I'm also "...perish you faithless slime!", to finish off the mother cock sucking in hell.

I’m here to correct R92: it’s “Your mother sucks cocks in hell, Karras, you faithless slime!” not “perish, you faithless slime!”

I am Stacey Keach, the original Father Karras, still pissed I was fired for that drunk pig.

I am Pazuzu, personification of the South Wind, I bring storms, famine and disease. Seen my work lately?

Let me clarify the story to the confused DLers above. I am demon. I conjure myself wherever I want. I don't have to travel in the wind nor does an artifact bearing my likeness need to be transported to my next residence. I went to Reagan's house because I felt like it. I do not require a reason for what I do.

If need you logic, check out the other demons. Maybe they'll conform to your expectations.

et in Datalounge ego

I’m William Peter Blatty, a conservative Catholic, writing a script that passive aggressively punishes my actress friend Shirley MacLaine for being atheistic and a single mother.

Every girl needs a father/Father!!!

I’m the cheesy greasepaint face of pazuzu. I’m laughable these days.

I'm one of the extras in the college campus scene and so excited to be making my film debut. And I get to meet Ellen Burstyn! Well....I don't 'meet' her but I do see her. Not up close but wayyyy across the field. Whenever I watch the film, I try to see myself in that scene. I'm still looking but I know I'm there. Somewhere.

Um...Not to toot my own horn, but...pssst, I kinda own this thread. Kissies! ;-)

I'm the hints at sexual abuse by Burke Dennings that were purposefully implied in the book but lost in the film adaptation.

I’m the doctor, smoking in the hospital.

[quote] I’m William Peter Blatty, a conservative Catholic, writing a script that passive aggressively punishes my actress friend Shirley MacLaine for being atheistic and a single mother.

His script should have punished her for being an even worse mother than Joan Crawford. Well, i guess in a way it did.

I'm the TV series of The Exorcist with Alfonso Herrera and Ben Daniels and I need to be picked up for season 3!