After “The Exorcist,” it was open season on possession films, a sub-genre that ran a fairly fruitful and icky course for several years before zombies and cannibals became the new vogue. Many of these variations were quickly produced for fast cash, starring former silver screen greats (in this case, Mel Ferrer as the weak-willed father of Carla Gravina, Arthur Kennedy as the Friendly Priest, and wrinkly Alida Valli reduced to housekeeper status), and helmed by workman directors whose own careers moved from one craze – spies, car chase, westerns, Mafia epics – to the next, though “The AntiChrist” remains one of the better-produced possession epics, successfully holding its own for nearly two hours.
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