The title of the indie horror flick BESETMENT brings to mind French existentialist films from the 1960’s: long, dreary, bloodless affairs that only people who are paid to like them can say anything nice about. Indeed, whenever I see the title myself I pronounce it “bay-set-MON” in my head to give it that soupcon of elegance.
Does the title promise something extraordinary? Only one way to find out!