In the life of most girls there will come a big moment, when the hormones kick in during monthly decent, it can have strange effects, as if life has been wrecked, the result may be seen, through taunting and torment. Here Regan's mother bears the full fronted force, as her daughter's possessed by a demonic source, that rages and screams, nightmares born from dreams, converses with words that are vulgar and coarse. So a priest is summoned to curtail the big flood, to stem all the streams of this thing that's not good, put it back in the box, to seal up and to lock, halt the flows of Beelzebub's Kafkaesque blood.
It's all down to 1970s interpretation.
It's all down to 1970s interpretation.