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the exercise of exorcism

December 29th, 2005 by epoyz

a few weeks ago i watched The Exorcism of Emily Rose on dvd with two of my brothers. was browsing the net and i accidentally clicked on their banner, entered the site and i was intrigued so we copped it. see for yourself, enter the site here. it was a good enough movie for me, just kinda like when i got hyped about White Noise when i caught the trailer and it scared the bejeezus out of me. yep, actual recordings of scary shit and all that do it for me, yo. in the White noise site, try to watch the trailer and listen to the actual recordings to get you in the mood.

well, The exorcism… is indeed a lot like White Noise for me, in that the trailer and promotional parade was scarier than the actual film. it’s mainly because both had science and technical aspects as major ingredients in the whole recipe, so it doesn’t go down quite as smooth when you try to really figure out some things. but both of them are okay, i guess.

the reason i’m going on about all these is that both films bother me when i suddenly remember bits of them in the dead of the night, with me living alone and all that. the first few nights after Emily Rose was a bit shaky, i slept with the lights on, and the first two nights i wasn’t able to doze off before 3am. i ain’t that scared, really, it’s just that i can’t help myself from looking at the clock and wait for the second hand to strike the 12dot at 3am and see if it stops right there. i’m also smelling for burning sulfur ( i smelled something bad, but decided it was the fart i let out much earlier, coming back to haunt me…), and the december winds banging on my doors and windows a’int helping anything. dammit.

so i get out of bed and try to watch some tv. it’s just that when i flip the channels and hit a dead station scenes from White Noise come screaming back at me. oh my. all i need now is for the hair at my nape and the back of head to stand on end, remember 6th Sense and i’m set. should i turn off the light and wait for the phone to ring? richard gere was doing that a lot in The Mothman Prophecies and it was just delightful.

but i pulled through after three nights, now things are back to normal. until last night when i woke up suddenly and saw the time at 3am on my bedroom clock. got scared for a little bit right then until i remembered, my clock is 12 minutes fast. hah. if that demon was trying to scare me i sure as hell messed it up for him. ha-ha!

plus, i remembered this technique one of my best buds neil taught me in college: when you’re scared shitless about the supernatural and you’re alone, trying to go to sleep, just try to concentrate on erotic thoughts. that really helps things, and if M. Night still gets to you, just focus on real dirty stuff and you’ll be sleeping in no time. or in need of a cold shower.

The Exorcism of Emily Rose does try to bring an important spiritual message across. it helped that the science camp presented valid points that made their argument solid that kept camp religion on their toes for much of the movie. if only emily rose levitated and that was caught on film, then it would be all over. well, all they got was that audio tape ( which played by itself in laura linney’s apartment at 3am, and all she can say is “Oh my God”.. if that was me i’d be out in the street in no time, screaming hysterically like a little girl and reaching high,piercing notes that only a man being castrated can top…) and it wasn’t good enough evidence. go see the movie for yourself, the “epileptic psychosis” angle is plausible enough that it also made me doubt the authenticity of the possessions that they show on halloween epidodes of Magandang Gabi, Bayan. shit, we once had a maid that had an epileptic episode while cleaning our kitchen floor that when my mom saw her she immediately believed she was being possessed and ran out of our house without any slippers on. that was a real fun day, i remember.

bottomline is, emily rose and father richard was just trying to tell everybody who’s paying attention that them demons and evil spirits are real, the possession was indeed authentic and this in turn will prove that God exists and there for us no matter what. i say Amen to that.

as to the existence of demons and evil spirits, i never had doubts about their existence. heck, i’ve been battling one inside me for as long as i can remember. i figured, maybe the violent possession that emily rose experienced is due to her being a very good person, that the devil inside her was just acting out with all the weird and scary shit, eating bugs and jumping through windows and cursing in latin and shit. for most of us, the demons don’t need no acting up because we give them a steady supply of things to be content with for the meantime. be it trying to get one over another person, tuning out the priest who’s droning on and on at mass,giving that other driver the finger or cutting someone off, ogling at scantily-clad girls at the mall (boys)/ intentionally wearing scandalous garments at the mall to get attention (girls), cheating on your spouse, taking that payoff, giving in to sinful desires… shit, some of us are very much in tune with our personal demons that we don’t know where we end and where it begins. powerful people living the extravagant life off the underprivileged, running the big family business treading on the poor folk that make it run in the first place, corporate types bleeding the comman man dry, leaders and supposed public servants living the life while leading their followers to their imminent demise, greedily reaping the fruits derived from the business of war and death.. well, you get what i mean.

know what? in some of us the devil is just fine where he is, and he doesn’t need no show and fanfare like those demons inside emily rose had. this devil don’t need to jump windows and scratch on walls, he’ll just take that plane to barbados or switzerland or wherever and sleep in that $20,000 a night suite. he don’t need to dine on bugs, filet mignon and lobster thermidore plus the1787 Chateau LaFite will be just fine, thank you. it don’t need to kill the host too, he’s trying to live for as long as he can in this body and prolong this shit that’s going on. yup, everything’s just dandy. how does one exorcise this kind of possession then?

“hey, there’s a look in your eyes
must be love at first sight…”

-”Closer You and I”, Gino Padilla. courtesy of YesFM playing outside my window.

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“Sarrrrap! Yes..FM!”

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