ktdavidkd I don't know what the hell is in people's heads giving this such a low rating. I am a horror movie fanatic, and I remember seeing the trailer for this movie as an 8 or 9 year old kid in the movie theater. I can still remember seeing the lead character vertically floating away from her bed and the subsequent nightmares I had because of that one scene. I did not see the movie itself until 2012, and it scared me as a 47 year old grown ass man! Here's why: if you know and love horror like I do (46 years and counting), everything does not have to be bells and whistles and what will appeal to the masses, such as in The Exorcist. Silence is golden in some instances, and there are plenty of moments in this underrated gem in which said silence speaks volumes. That silence, with seemingly nothing going on, gives the viewer the opportunity to THINK; to think about what has transpired (or about to transpire) and let the horror of that moment sink in. The background sound effects (and at times lack thereof) was truly horrific. One does not need to SEE anything at these particular moments because these moments were intentionally DESIGNED TO MAKE YOU FEEL AND ABSORB THE HORROR OF THE MOMENT. Consider this if you will-what's worse, seeing something happen in a flash and having an immediate reaction. or thinking, unhurriedly, about what has happened, what is about to happen, and WHY IT IS HAPPENING. To me, that is a far more horrific endeavor. The further we get away from the 70's the more spoiled people have become to seeing reactionary, formulaic horror movies that don't even give you chance to catch your breath for all the action and filler. Sure, they have a setting and a premise (some of them), but most don't have that atmosphere (and superb acting, for that matter) that they did in those days. Back then, these movies were a form of art with serious actors WANTING TO DO THE BEST JOB THEY COULD BECAUSE IT WAS IMPORTANT; THEY TOOK THEIR CRAFT (acting) SERIOUSLY. Today is representative of a bunch of spoiled, self-righteous "actors" who could care less about the craft of fine acting, for the most part. Why do you think the U.S. has done so many remakes of Asian horror movies? Because Asian horror movies have an abundance of what American-made horror movies lack and take for granted...ATMOSPHERE!

Sam Panico There are rip-offs of The Exorcist. And then there are rip-offs where copyright infringement lawsuits lead to Warner Brothers getting a cash settlement and a portion of the film's future revenue. Beyond the Door would be the latter. It's $40 million worldwide gross meant that this film would a film draw the ire and call of that most Satanic of all monsters, the suits and the lawyers.Directed by Ovidio G. Assonitis, who wrote 1979's most insane film The Visitor and directed Tentacles and Madhouse (and he was also CEO of Cannon, producing films like Lambada and American Ninja 5), the film opens with Satan literally speaking, promising to give a man ten more years of life if he knocks up a woman. Oh yeah — there's also a naked female on a light up crucifix.Jessica Barrett (Juliet Mills, TV's Nanny and the Professor) is pregnant with her third child, which leads to the typical symptoms — strange voices, throwing up blood, screaming all night long. You know — the normal stuff.Her other kids are also impacted by all this Satanic panic going on in the Barrett house, as her husband Robert (Gabriele Lavia, Deep Red) tries to help. Turns out an old lover, Dmitri (Richard Johnson, Dr. Menard from Zombi!) has something to do with all of this, as he's the man Satan was speaking to in the opening of the film. He offers to help Jessica, but he's really trying to ensure that her baby is born because it's gonna be the Antichrist (Dumb Dumb Dumb)!The possessor ends up killing Dmitri after asking him to reach into Jessica and pull out her baby. She vomits blackness all over his face, so he starts banging on her stomach while yelling, "LIES! LIES LIES!" So the devil sends him back over that cliff in his car, killing him.A dove flies by as we find Jessica on a boat, covered with a robe and wearing sunglasses. She has lost the baby but regained her life. Children run and play everywhere. Meanwhile, we cut to a young child unwrapping a gift, which contains a red car. He tosses it overboard, revealing that he's the Antichrist. Or maybe he's Jessica's kid? Who knows. Who can say? He does have glowing eyes, so there's that.Beyond the Door zigs where The Exorcist zags. Instead of "Tubular Bells," we get 70's funk. Instead of priests, we get weird ex-lovers. Instead of kids being possessed, here they are just foul- mouthed little bastards.But hey — the ad campaign for this film is memorable, even if the film isn't!

callanvass (Credit IMDb) Juliet Mills plays a young pregnant woman in San Francisco who is going to have the devil's baby during her strange possession. Richard Johnson shows up to help her... but what does he really want?This is a huge Exorcist rip-off! So much that Warner Bros sued! There is flattery and ripping people off! This movie proves to be the latter. Don't expect much entertainment in this movie! It's dull as dishwater with not much going for it. It's filled with laughable dubbing that is amusing for a while, but ultimately winds up becoming tiresome. It's very crude as well. The dad calls his son an idiot! and the kids are major brats. How is it the kids are so intelligent at that age? They speak like they are 15 years old with their impressive vocabulary. The kids curse like a sailor, too. We also get a very confusing storyline that has no real payoff. Dimitri (Richard Johnson) plays Satan's disciple, but I have no clue of the story they were trying to tell with it. There isn't one major suspense scene until 40 minutes in! Jessica's possession is beyond cringe-worthy. If you love pea-soup and gibberish, this will probably be right up your alley. The most laughable scene in the movie has to be when Jessica is puking up blood, and the husband asks if she is OK! The ending is painfully bad & angered me as well. The acting is hard to rate because of the dubbing. Stay far away from this crud. It's not even amusing in a so bad it's good way! It's dull, lame, and thoroughly stupid. 3/10

Brian Lindsey Amazing, the power of advertising. I had never seen this film, but I definitely recalled the TV spot that creeped me out as an impressionable youngster way back in the day. Apparently I wasn't alone in this; BEYOND THE DOOR fell into that category of movies that most cult aficionados were aware of but had likely never had the chance to watch. Now that I've finally seen it, I can only express my disappointment.Talky, lethargic and needlessly obtuse, this mishmash of ROSEMARY'S BABY and THE EXORCIST squanders every opportunity it affords itself. Juliet Mills plays Jessica Barrett, a San Francisco housewife and mother of two whose comfortable existence is shattered by an unexpected pregnancy — instead of joy she's overcome by strange feelings of dread and unease. She and her music producer husband Robert (a miscast Gabriele Lavia) are alarmed to learn that the fetus is developing at a greatly accelerated rate, precluding an abortion; their family doctor is at a complete loss to explain it. With Jessica exhibiting bizarre behavior to hubby and the kids, a mysterious figure from her past named Dimitri (ZOMBIE's Richard Johnson) appears out of the blue to hover on the periphery, watching and waiting. He only inserts himself into the situation once it becomes clear that some kind of supernatural force is at work — the mother-to-be demonstrates telekinetic powers, speaks in an inhuman voice and vomits up a lot of green bile. In desperation Robert turns to Dimitri for answers, but the stranger only makes demands. There can be no contact with doctors, and the child must be born...Although Mills and Johnson are quite good, taking their roles and the material seriously, I just couldn't bring myself to care about their characters or what happens to them. Most of the supernatural manifestations are effectively staged (notably in a scene depicting the demonic possession of objects in the Barrett children's room), but unfortunately these moments are buried deep within a sluggish, confusing narrative. I was surprised that a '70s Italian rip-off of trend-setting American horror films could actually prove tamer than its inspirations — no peeing on the carpet or masturbating with a crucifix here. Eating a rotten banana peel picked up off the street just doesn't quite compare.