What if your mother were imprisoned in a madhouse for murder and you feared inheriting her insane nut genes?
Bothered by such a concern, a young woman journeys to Rome to confront her crazy parent but quickly learns old mom is stuffed full of devils, packed in tighter than Walmart shoppers.
In the tradition of Paranormal Activity, the daughter, Isabella (Fernanda Andrade), travels about with a film crew so The Devil Inside is told via “found footage.”
Thus when mom (Bonnie Morgan) undergoes an unauthorized exorcism, the film quickly erupts faster than a fiery ape in a gas station.
Unlike The Exorcist which trod heavy on the suspense pedal, Devil has more fun with its subject matter.
At one point, director/co-writer William Brent Bell renders an attempt to tease out the possessing entities. The priests prop up a box and taunt the demons, telling them there’s a yummy, delicious loose soul inside.
In another break with tradition, technology is employed as the priests extend an arthroscope into the mom and discover demons relaxing around her large intestine. (SPOILER: In an interesting take on possession, the devils have brought certain items of infernal furniture as well as hellish artwork which they hang on the duodenum.)
A January opening traditionally signals a flawed film, as studios use the period to release projects they believe will stink. That’s not the case with Devil, which Paramount Insurge simply forgot to release for Halloween. You could do worse than catch this suspense-comedy that will have you sitting on the edge of your funny bone.
Three and half stars.
I’d rate it higher but I gave Iron Lady four stars last week and don’t want to appear a push-over to the studios.
They only respect the back of your hand.