The words claptrap, junk and hokum all spring to mind when this silly possession movie is mentioned. Produced during that unfortunate period after The Exorcist hit big and every other movie was some type of scare flick this one doesn't even have a very plausible script to start with. Charlton Heston, more wooden than ever, seems as unconvinced as the audience in the twists and turns of the plot. Poor Susannah York, the most talented of the actors trapped herein, spends the beginning of this turkey in one of the most unbecoming wigs ever seen. Stephanie Zimbalist pops up as Heston's daughter in an early role but her behavior is just as nonsensical as everybody else. Watch this only if you want to make fun of something.
Review of The Awakening
