by William Peter Blatty
For a book titled The Exorcist, there wasn't much exorcism happening.
There are two ways in which I appreciate this piece of work: as a horror novel intended purely to thrill, and as a finer piece of literature that is able to satisfy all elements of plot, character and conflict, and tie up all loose ends.
In short, I enjoyed this novel as a cheap thrill. It really did manage to spook me out, and the descriptions were vivid enough to make me cringe.
But I was not pleased at the resolution. Our "Exorcist" the novel was named after only made an appearance at the beginning and the end of the novel.
The ending was abrupt, and what was supposed to be a great big sacrifice only ended up seeming like a lazy way to conclude things.