From what I remember, my father was a rational, no-nonsense man who rejected unbelievable claims and questioned unsubstantiated speculation. He could spot a sham a mile away and he had no problem walking away from a charlatan. To some degree, his profound skepticism made it difficult for him to connect with organized religion. He kept his spirituality to himself.
When one of my motherâs family members presented me with a coffee table book on the occult for my birthday, my father was not pleased. The Readerâs Digest book âInto the Unknownâ was an omnibus edition collecting accounts of UFOs and aliens; clairvoyance, telepathy, and reincarnation; ghosts and poltergeists; Atlantis and ancient earth mysteries; and witchcraft, monsters, possession, and exorcism. The book may as well have been a gateway drug for me, because it sparked an intense interest in ghosts, hauntings and all things weird and wonderful. If you had met me when I was 10 years old and you asked me w
In
The Conjuring: The Devil Made Me Do It, demonologists Ed and Lorraine Warren are featured on a whole new kind of mission. While the first two
Conjuring movies are essentially haunted house stories, the latest sequel is more focused on being akin to a procedural investigation (albeit while still very much a horror movie). A man named Arne Johnson is arrested after murdering his landlord, but he claims that he was possessed by a demon when the crime was committed, and so the Warrens go on the hunt to find the person who is truly responsible.
So what happens? Who is the person who unleashed the evil with which the Warrens have to contend? Well, now that