I love Horror movies. I do not mean “whore” movies where there is nothing but sex and unnecessary nudity and random killings, but actual good horror movies. Ok, I understand they had that stuff in the original Halloween movies, but these days it seems just a reason to show a little T&A. But I digress, so now I will talk about an awesome classic. The Exorcist.
The Exorcist is still one of my all time favorite horror movies and love the part where Regan back-bend crawls down the steps in the director’s cut version. Not much scares me, but I think if I saw that in real life, even if it wasn’t a demonic, pea soup spitting, foul mouthed child, that I would flip my sh*t. People should not back bend down the stairs, it is just not right!
This back-bend was creepy as hell too in The Last Exorcism
And as much as I like her shoes, this kinda scares me a little but only because of the Exorcist, not the photographer’s vision. Did I mention I love her shoes?
But all of this talk about back-bends is totally not the point of this post. However, we can now make a point on how I ramble and sometimes get off topic a little….even though slightly related….ahem….anyway.
I live in Virginia and not far from DC, though I have only lived here only a couple years. I was out in Georgetown with a friend of mine and we decided to go see the famous stairs they used in the Exorcist movie that claimed the lives of 2 of the characters.
I had to laugh when we walked up and we clearly, even after all these years, were not the only ones there to see the steps because of the movie. I am still very much a “tourist” in these parts, but I for some reason feel embarrassed to let others think I am. I have no idea why. So I kinda tried keeping my “cool” and apparently act like this big camera around my neck was merely an expensive fashion accessory and that I wasn’t there to take pictures of the steps. I even smiled at my friend when a guy and his lady friend walked up chatting about the movies and how, “Regan’s window would have been right here” as he pointed to the fence that is at the top of the stairs. Clearly not a building like depicted in the movie. (By the way, at the very end of the movie, there is a blooper in that they draw the camera away and you can see there is no house there where these guys fell out the window…..)
So I took a few shots while there, and yes, even one of me at the bottom of the stairs like I fell…..
A few days later, that same friend and I watched the Exorcist to excitedly point out that we in fact were just there. Did I mention I am easily amused? So here are a couple of the shots….enjoy. (these have been compressed twice so the quality may be off. Once for FB, then those were ran through LR when exported).
The fence at the top of the stairs.
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