I like movies. There are things I like more, but we'll focus on movies here. I've been in a few also.
This one's pretty weird, until you find out what's going on: a pretty basic possession plotline. Fortunately, the execution stays off-kilter and very extremely goopy, resulting in a satisfyingly gross romp. Helping this along is a decently adept performance from the lead, who carries a hearty "Elliott Gould's baby brother" energy while solidly selling a classic decent into madness. But of course the real star is the variety of viscous fluids flowing throughout, enough to make even Sam Raimi feel…