Director William Friedkin in his documentary The Devil and Father Amorth.
At U.S. Premiere of His Documentary The Devil and Father Amorth, William Friedkin, Renowned Director of The Exorcist, Talks Good, Evil, and the Lack of Answers
By GREG BEAUBIEN April 21, 2018
“I BELIEVE IN FATE,” director William Friedkin says. Perhaps it’s his fate to be best-known for his 1973 horror classic The Exorcist (and for his 1971 crime drama The French Connection, two films that have largely defined his career), despite his having directed many other movies—including Sorcerer, Cruising, To Live and Die in L.A., Jade, The Hunted, Bug, and Killer Joe—along with TV shows and operas in the years since.
Now, nearly 45 years after making The Exorcist, Friedkin has fatefully returned to the subject of demonic possession in his new documentary, The Devil and Father Amorth. Except this time, he says, it’s for real.
A short film with a running time of only 68 minutes, The Devil and Father Amorth emerged from a chance opportunity the director had in 2016 to film an actual exorcism performed in Rome by Father Gabriele Amorth, the official Vatican exorcist. In April of that year Friedkin was in Lucca, Italy to receive the Puccini Prize for his work directing operas. On impulse he emailed a religious scholar he knew and asked whether Father Amorth would meet with him. Amorth, who was 90 years old at the time, had written a book decades earlier called An Exorcist Tells His Story, in which he cites Friedkin’s The Exorcist as his favorite movie, but calls its special effects “a bit over the top.”
Amorth agreed to meet him. After their first encounter Friedkin returned to Rome to interview Amorth at length for an article in Vanity Fair magazine. He asked if Amorth would ever consider allowing him to witness an exorcism. “I thought he would immediately say, ‘No, my boy,’” Friedkin would recall. Instead, Amorth said: “Let me think about it.” A couple of days later, Friedkin received word through an intermediary that Father Amorth would allow him to witness the ritual on May 1, 2016. “So I pushed my luck and said, ‘Do you think you would allow me to film it?’ thinking the answer would be no. But they wrote back and said, ‘You can film this, but only alone, with no crew, and no lights.’”
Father Gabriele Amorth, right, performs an exorcism. (The Orchard photo)
In the documentary, Friedkin brings a Sony still camera that also shoots high-definition video, to film Amorth’s ninth exorcism of an Italian woman in her late 30s named Christina. An architect, she has been forced to stop working because of bizarre changes to her personality and behavior, which reportedly become most severe on Christian holidays. Unlike in Friedkin’s fictional 1973 film—which was based on author William Peter Blatty’s novel, in which a possessed twelve-year-old girl is freed from the evil spirit during one grueling exorcism—Christina has periods of normal behavior and sees Father Amorth periodically, as if visiting a psychiatrist for therapy sessions.
In a small room crowded with her relatives who sit looking on and praying, Christina is held down in a chair by two burly priests while Father Amorth attempts to liberate her from what he believes is a rare and genuine case of demonic possession. Amorth, who turns 91 on the day of Christina’s ninth and final exorcism with him, begins the ritual by thumbing his nose at the devil.
Christina falls into a trance state, nodding her head repeatedly, her eyes closed, grimacing and thrashing. “STOP!” she growls in Latin. “SHE IS MINE! SHE BELONGS TO ME!”
When Father Amorth commands the demon to leave her, the voice emitting from Christina bellows, “NO! NEVER! GET AWAY FROM HER! I AM SATAN!”
Father Amorth says, “The Virgin Mary will destroy you, Satan!”
“IT’S YOU WHO ARE DAMNED!” the voice replies. “WE ARE LEGION! WE ARE ARMIES!”
At first it seems like we’re watching an act or the ravings of a mentally disturbed person, perhaps a manifestation of cultural superstition in a country where half a million people reportedly seek an exorcism every year. But after a while, seeing Christina behave this way becomes more and more unsettling, and it’s no longer so easy to dismiss the claim that she’s possessed.
And then, suddenly, she snaps out of it and opens her eyes, smiling. Her mother and other family members in the room are relieved.
“The devil’s assaults can be brief,” Amorth says. But “they cause constant physical and mental suffering. The nervous system remembers.”
Friedkin, who was 80 years old and more or less retired from filmmaking when he shot the exorcism, did not set out to turn the footage into a documentary. “I didn’t know what I was going to do with it,” he said later.
A naturally curious man who has spent a lifetime surrounding himself with interesting people, Friedkin decided to pursue the story of Christina and Father Amorth further. The root of Friedkin’s inquest, and that of his film, is whether this was actual demonic possession, some sort of mental illness, or just a hoax. He shows the footage to some prominent physicians, to give them the chance to debunk it. To his surprise, they don’t—at least not fully.
Demonic possession, mental illness,
or just a hoax?
Friedkin might have been a reporter if he hadn’t become a filmmaker. He is journalistic in his interviews of medical experts such as Dr. Neil Martin, a neurosurgeon and chief of neurosurgery at UCLA Medical Center. Martin says that Christina’s condition could be delirium, but that her “powerful, guttural voice seems to come from somewhere else.” Martin has performed thousands of surgeries on a variety of brain injuries and maladies, but from a multitude of disorders “I haven’t seen this kind of consequence before,” he says.
In the documentary, Friedkin also interviews a group of eminent psychiatrists at Columbia University in New York. After viewing the tape of Christina’s exorcism, one of the doctors describes her condition as “Dissociative Trance and Possession Disorder.” The experts seem determined to explain her condition away, suggesting that her religious upbringing causes her to believe in possession.
Friedkin also interviews a man who has written widely on the subject of demons. Does he worry that through his study of the subject he’ll expose himself to the threat of possession, Friedkin asks? “The more you open yourself to thinking about this stuff,” the man says, “and then you start feeling about this stuff, the more room you allow for the supernatural power to come in.”
‘My own belief is that there are deeper dimensions to the universe,’ William Friedkin said. ‘And if there are demons, there must be angels.’
By necessity, the footage of the exorcism has a raw, unpolished quality, which heightens its realism. The film has “no special effects, no tinkering, no trickery,” Friedkin said. “This is what I saw; this is what I filmed. It’s not meant to be an entertainment.” (He did add some dramatic violin trills on the soundtrack, however.)
Because the exorcism sequence lasts only about fifteen minutes, with perhaps another twenty minutes of interviews, critics have accused Friedkin of padding the film with an opening sequence in which he shows locations in Georgetown where The Exorcist was shot. But the Georgetown scenes help place the story into context for the filmmaker, in what is obviously a very personal project for him, one that bookends a major achievement and experience in his life, his making of the 1973 film. I found The Devil and Father Amorth to be fascinating, powerful and thought-provoking, the work of a man with a brilliant mind.
Nonetheless, “I haven’t made a dime [on this movie] and won’t be paid,” Friedkin said. “But I thought Christina’s story might help people.”
The film concludes with him recounting an incident he did not have the opportunity to film. He travels to the town of Alatri, Italy, a two-hour drive from Rome, to meet with Christina and interview her again. During the meeting, which takes place in a small church, Christina displays her most disturbing behavior yet—growling, screaming and sliding around on the floor. Her boyfriend, a member of a dangerous cult, threatens to murder Friedkin and his family if the director doesn’t turn over the memory card from his digital camera, on which the exorcism is recorded. Friedkin refuses, but is terrified.
Father Amorth died on Sept. 16, 2016, just a few months after Friedkin filmed Christina’s final exorcism with him. Friedkin was devastated to lose “the most spiritual man I ever met.”
William Friedkin at the premiere of The Devil and Father Amorth. (Moresby Press photo)
After debuting at the Venice Film Festival in September of 2017, The Devil and Father Amorth had its U.S. premiere at the E Street Cinema in Washington, D.C., on April 17. Held on a Tuesday night, this was no glamorous, star-studded, red-carpet affair. In fact, the premiere took place in a tiny, 100-seat auditorium at the end of a long corridor in a multiplex, as other, more mainstream movies played in the larger rooms. (A line of people in the lobby before the 7:00 p.m. screening of Father Amorth turned out to be waiting to see The Rider.) Tickets to Friedkin’s premiere were given away free over Twitter. You just had to RSVP to an email address.
The Devil and Father Amorth, which opens April 20, will be shown only in “select theaters” across the country. Chicago—Friedkin’s hometown and mine, where I live a few blocks from his childhood apartment—will not be not included. The documentary will have a worldwide digital release on April 24. (The film is now available on Netflix.)
About half an hour before the screening began, Friedkin entered the room. He wore gold trousers, gym shoes, a black sweater, a quilted black winter coat, a gold scarf around his neck and a soft brown cap on his head. “Wow, this is small,” he said when he saw the room. Julie Blatty, William Peter Blatty’s widow, sat next to Friedkin.
‘The films of mine that have lasted—The French Connection and The Exorcist—I approached as a journalist,’ Friedkin said.
People straggled in a few at a time. A few loudly announced that they were in the wrong room; they were looking for The Rider. Ten minutes before the premiere was to begin, the little auditorium remained half empty. It had filled up more by the time the event started, but some seats stayed empty. I could not understand why. I thought Friedkin deserved far better.
If he was bothered by the low-key turnout and nature of the evening, he didn’t show it. Friedkin stood in front to introduce the film, and after the screening concluded the 82-year-old spent an hour on his feet engaging in a question-and-answer session with the audience.
“My own belief is that there are deeper dimensions to the universe,” he said. “And if there are demons, there must be angels. But no one has any definitive answers. I believe that what I saw was an exorcism, because I believed in Father Amorth.” Friedkin admitted he faces a constant struggle to exhibit his better angels. “There’s good and evil in everyone,” he said. He is Jewish and agnostic, but said he strongly believes in the teachings of Jesus Christ.
Turning around one of his own questions from the documentary, I asked whether he worried about exposing himself to this subject matter too much. “Of course,” he said. To my suggestion that he might have been a journalist if he hadn’t become a filmmaker, Friedkin replied, “The films of mine that have lasted—The French Connection and The Exorcist—I approached as a journalist,” since they were based on actual cases. (He won the Academy Award for Best Director for The French Connection.) “I’m curious,” he said, “but I’m not a skeptic.”
According to The Devil and Father Amorth, while half a million people in Italy seek exorcisms every year, few of the rituals are performed. Why Italy in particular? Friedkin surmised it’s because the country is the seat of the Vatican and the Holy Catholic Church.
After a press event that afternoon it had been a long day for him, but following the screening and Q&A, Friedkin spent another half hour signing autographs and posing for pictures with fans. And then he exited the theater, climbed into the passenger seat of an SUV and was driven away into the night, over a hill and out of sight.