#zero dark thirty film

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Jessica Chastain on the way to the Morelia Film Festival

[nellarw95]

Happy Birthday Jessica 🥳🎂🎈🎁🎉

March 24,1977

Buon Compleanno 🥳🎂🎈🎁🎉

24 Marzo 1977

[zionistsinfilm]

When you buy or stream Mothers' Instinct, Ava, Interstellar, The Martian, A Most Violent Year, Miss Sloane, Scenes from a Marriage, The Eyes of Tammy Faye, George & Tammy, The Help, Molly's Game, Zero Dark Thirty, you're giving money to Zionists. Jessica Chastain laughed at learning how the IOF kills Palestinians.

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Zero Dark Thirty (2012)

[thatgeekwiththeclipons]

Happy 73rd Birthday to 2x Academy Award Winning, 2x BAFTA Winning, Emmy Winning filmmaker and producer Kathryn Bigelow! ^__^

[montyterrible]

“We’re all smart, Jeremy”—or, I Am Not Immune To Propaganda: Thoughts on Zero Dark Thirty (2012), and “Osama bin Laden Has Farty Pants” (2001)

I’m not going to claim that I personally killed Toby Keith, but he did die as I was working on this essay (and was using “Courtesy of the Red, White, and Blue” as a sort of theme song to help calibrate my mood/thinking).

I’ve kind of been unconsciously dismissive of Kathryn Bigelow’s work for as long as I’ve been aware of her, because I associated her with Military Stuff, and I originally half-watched this movie a few years back, which made paying serious attention to it in this way an intriguing prospect. This essay took a while to finish, especially if you consider the initial paragraph I wrote last May.

One problem is that Zero Dark Thirty ended up being more relevant to present day serious stuff than I initially thought. And it also contains plenty of past day(?) serious stuff as well, which meant I spent more time than usual trying to make sure I wouldn’t completely disrespect all that. The subject matter was kind of unpleasant to engage with, but then, also, things kept happening there for a bit that I felt I needed to incorporate into the piece, and work just kept getting busier, and then I got COVID...

All of that has delayed an essay that was meant to be out in February to nearly May, and while I have ultimately “enjoyed” working on it (in one regard or another), I am starting to feel a little Maya-esque, in that my long-term relationship with this particular thing needs to end, for my sake. I went into it imagining a pretty tight, focused piece based heavily on some preconceived ideas about the movie’s artistic or political merits and ended up with something sprawling (again) because of all the complications, which included finding an opportunity for some self-reflection I hadn’t anticipated.

Finally, though, here’s the link. I’ll put a representative paragraph below, after the spoiler/content warning.

This essay contains full spoilers for the film and South Park episode in the title, partial spoilers for the South Park episode “Cripple Fight,” and some discussion of real-world events/morbidity.

As a fantasy of a Strong Woman, Maya (Jessica Chastain) is beautiful, driven, and very smart. In the historical fiction of Zero Dark Thirty, she’s nearly single-handedly responsible for pursuing a lead others are repeatedly dismissive of, and, like I said before, she kind of wills the outcome she wants into being. “We’re all smart,” says the director of the CIA (played by James Gandolfini) wryly at one point, when another man assesses Maya as smart like that’s a distinctive positive quality of hers. But that’s what we’re told—that Maya is just one among many. What we see is just Maya, singularly effective at her job in a classically heroic sort of way. An icon of competence and forward momentum galvanizing a system that had kind of stalled before her arrival. It’s maybe a shock to the (viewer’s) system for her to be out of the way for such a large chunk of the film when focus decidedly shifts to the SEALs as the active players because she feels like the one capable person on earth so much of the time. Critically, Maya is pretty openly dismissive of them when they’re first brought into the fold (regarding the location of Osama bin Laden) during preparations to take some sort of action. Without any sense that she’s joking, she says, “Quite frankly, I didn’t even want to use you guys, with your dip and your Velcro and all your gear bullshit. I wanted to drop a bomb, but people didn’t believe in this lead enough to drop a bomb, so they’re using you guys as canaries. . . .” And isn’t that just my own superior, dismissive attitude reflected back at me?

[trimixtv]

Title: Exploring IPTV Without Subscription: Is It Possible?

In the world of digital entertainment, IPTV (Internet Protocol Television) has emerged as a popular choice for accessing a wide range of TV channels and on-demand content. However, many individuals are seeking alternatives to traditional IPTV subscriptions, particularly those looking to avoid recurring fees and commitments. In this blog post, we'll delve into the concept of "IPTV zonder abonnement" (IPTV without subscription) and explore whether it's a viable option for consumers.

Understanding IPTV Zonder Abonnement

"IPTV zonder abonnement" refers to the idea of accessing IPTV content without the need for a subscription or recurring payments. This can be appealing to individuals who prefer a more flexible and cost-effective approach to consuming television content.

Is It Possible?

While the concept of IPTV without subscription may sound enticing, it's essential to understand the limitations and potential risks associated with it. IPTV providers typically require users to subscribe to their services, granting access to their content library in exchange for a monthly or yearly fee. Without a subscription, accessing licensed IPTV content legally may be challenging.

Legal Considerations

It's important to emphasize the importance of legality when exploring IPTV options. Unauthorized IPTV services that offer access to copyrighted content without proper licensing may infringe upon intellectual property rights and violate copyright laws. Engaging in such activities could result in legal consequences and penalties.

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Free IPTV Services: Some IPTV providers offer free, ad-supported channels and content libraries. While the selection may be limited, it's a legitimate option for users looking to access IPTV content without paying a subscription fee.

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Conclusion

While the concept of IPTV zonder abonnement may seem appealing, accessing licensed IPTV content legally without a subscription can be challenging. It's essential for consumers to prioritize legality and consider alternative entertainment options that offer value without compromising on copyright compliance. By exploring legitimate alternatives and understanding the legal implications, individuals can make informed decisions about their IPTV viewing experience.

[austinslounge]

[madamlaydebug]

Happy 60th Birthday to Harold Perrineau.

Born August 7, 1963, He is best known for his roles as Michael Dawson on the television series Lost (2004–2008; 2010), Link in The Matrix franchise (2003), and Mercutio in Baz Luhrmann's Romeo + Juliet (1996).

He has also starred in the films Smoke (1995), The Edge (1997), The Best Man (1999), 28 Weeks Later (2007), and Zero Dark Thirty (2012). His other television credits include Oz (1997–2003), Sons of Anarchy (2012), Constantine (2014–2015), Claws (2017–present), and The Rookie (2019–2021).

[pedroam-bang]

Zero Dark Thirty (2012)

[mischievouslittlecreature]

Hello 🌻

hope you are having fun during your holiday :)

So... I noticed in your bio you describe yourself as a film snob, and I was curious if you could put together a list of films you believe everyone should watch. It doesn't matter whether they're niche films or d'essai or blockbuster, I used to adore going to cine-forums and watch every kind of genre, they always leave you something to bring home

Thank you! <3

(Sorry for the ramble, but I'm stuck in bed for the next couple of weeks with way too much free time, and I figured I might as well put it to good use! xD )

Ohhh my god, Ari, you have no idea just how badly I wanna hug you right now. Films and filmmaking are one of my special interests and I could literally talk your ear off about the industry!

Please keep in mind that these are just my personal picks/opinions, and I am almost certainly forgetting a few because I'm doing this off of memory. I'm also not including any films that I haven't seen yet (there are a few classics that I embarrassingly just somehow never got around to seeing that are currently in my watchlist) so if you notice any strange omissions that's why. Please keep in mind that I tend to prefer dark, pessimistic films, so this list is going to reflect that.

If you'd like specific recommendations, wish for me elaborate anymore on any of these films, or want a part 2 to this, please let me know!

Also, I recently got a Letterboxd account back in December, so if you want to see what I've been watching recently, give me a follow over there!

Under a read more because this got LONG.

Alien (1979, Dir. Ridley Scott)

Aliens (1986, Dir. James Cameron)

Anthropoid (2016, Dir. Sean Ellis)

The Banshees of Inisherin (2022, Dir. Martin McDonagh)

Batman Begins (2005, Dir. Christopher Nolan)

Black Swan (2010, Dir. Darren Aronofsky)

Children of Men (2006, Dir. Alfonso Cuaron)

A Clockwork Orange (1971, Dir. Stanley Kubrick)

Clue (1985, Dir. Jonathan Lynn)

The Dark Knight (2008, Dir. Christopher Nolan)

The Dark Knight Rises (2012, Dir. Christopher Nolan)

Dune Part I (2021, Dir. Denis Villeneuve)

Dunkirk (2017, Dir. Christopher Nolan)

Get Out (2017, Dir. Jordan Peele)

The Godfather (1972, Dir. Francis Ford Coppola)

The Godfather Part II (1974, Dir. Francis Ford Coppola)

Inception (2010, Dir. Christopher Nolan)

Interstellar (2014, Dir. Christopher Nolan)

The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring (2001, Dir. Peter Jackson)

The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King (2003, Dir. Peter Jackson)

The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers (2002, Dir. Peter Jackson)

Memento (2000, Dir. Christopher Nolan)

Molly's Game (2017, Dir. Aaron Sorkin)

The Nightmare Before Christmas (1993, Dir. Henry Selick)

No Country for Old Men (2007, Dir. Joel Coen & Ethan Coen)

Oppenheimer (2023, Dir. Christopher Nolan)

Platoon (1986, Dir. Oliver Stone)

The Prestige (2006, Dir. Christopher Nolan)

Psycho (1960, Dir. Alfred Hitchcock)

Pulp Fiction (1994, Dir. Quentin Tarantino)

Rear Window (1954, Dir. Alfred Hitchcock)

The Shining (1980, Dir. Stanley Kubrick)

The Silence of the Lambs (1991, Dir. Jonathan Demme)

Spotlight (2015, Dir. Tom McCarthy)

Titanic (1997, Dir. James Cameron)

12 Years a Slave (2013, Dir. Steve McQueen)

28 Days Later (2002, Dir. Danny Boyle)

Zero Dark Thirty (2012, Dir. Kathryn Bigelow)

[rebeccalouisaferguson]

EXCLUSIVE: Kathryn Bigelow looks to have found a familiar face to round out the ensemble to her all-star cast as Jason Clarke, who starred in Bigelow’s Zero Dark Thirty, is set to join her next film at Netflix. The untitled thriller also stars Idris Elba, Rebecca Ferguson, Jared Harris, Greta Lee, Tracy Letts, Moses Ingram, Anthony Ramos and Gabriel Basso. Bigelow will direct.

Netflix had no comment on the casting.

The film’s title and plot remain under wraps, though sources have told Deadline that it will be set at the White House as a national crisis unfolds.

[trulybetty]

Welcome to New York | (Dieter Bravo x OFC)

Pairing: Dieter Bravo x OFC Warnings: alcohol, smoking & zero angst, promise! Summary: Bryony attends a housewarming party in New York City, where surrounded by the laughter and energy of the party, she encounters Dieter Bravo for the first time. Sparks fly hinting at an unexpected connection that could forever change their lives. AO3: Linked

A/N: in passing with @gnpwdrnwhiskey last week I mentioned that I didn't think I knew how to write without adding angst, so this was my challenge to myself to try and do so! Also to give Bryony and Dieter a little reprieve from the drama! Still not 100% on this piece, throwing it at the wall and seeing if it sticks, so feedback, as always, is welcomed! Also, if it's not apparent, the poster in the graphic is not a visual of Bryony.

Welcome to New York.

2017

The night air was warm, winter was turning to spring and the city of New York was buzzing. It was Bryony's first time in the city, she had travelled to other cities in the US before. But hadn't really understood the call of New York. The idea of a city that never slept made her feel exhausted and wasn't that just London? A city she was already too familiar with. However, that was all until she had touched down earlier that day and taken a cab from JFK to her hotel across from Central Park.

The cab ride from the airport had been an experience in itself. As she zipped through the bustling streets, past towering skyscrapers and neon-lit billboards, she couldn't help but be swept up in the city's vibrancy. Each sight was a stark contrast to the tranquillity of her native South Wales and the sophisticated charms of London.

Gina and Lloyd's brownstone, nestled in the heart of Brooklyn, was Bryony's destination. Arriving just as the sun began to dip below the city skyline, casting long shadows and bathing everything in a soft, golden light, she felt a twinge of anticipation coursing through her veins.

Bryony, having watched enough Sex and The City, knew all too well that these brownstones didn't come cheap. Despite being thirty-two and having almost a decade's worth of experience in the TV and film production industry, the magnitude of the property's value was somewhat intimidating. She couldn't shake off the feeling of being somewhat out of her depth.

Bryony had grown up in Cardiff, in a close-knit community where her grandmother and both her aunts lived just down the street. When her career meant a move to London, she found a roommate in her brother. Rhys, retired from professional rugby, had a few international tours with Wales and had a good run with a professional club. Both of which had ended with a crushed disc and falling back on his law degree that he swore he'd never need. That arrangement had ended when they could no longer stand the sight of each other, and Bryony subsequently moved to a modest flat in Islington.

She paused at the doorstep at the top of the stairs, adjusting her dress, a nervous habit, she tried to quell the butterflies fluttering in her stomach. She inhaled deeply, the scent of the city, a blend of fresh flowers, car exhausts, and tantalizing wafts from a nearby pizzeria, filling her lungs.

Arriving in New York also marked a pivotal chapter in Bryony's career. She was currently basking in the glow of being the lead producer of the BBC overnight sensation, 'Dark Waters'. The engrossing drama had captivated the nation for six tension-filled weeks, catapulting Bryony's name when her relentless efforts to launch the show were finally acknowledged. The waves of her success were still riding high, the demand for her talent leverage that had carried her across the Atlantic.

Taking one last moment to gather herself, she reached out and pressed the doorbell.

As the heavy oak door swung open, Bryony was embraced by not only the welcoming chorus of laughter and lively conversation that escaped the townhouse, but the arms of Gina, who upon seeing Bryony nearly took her off of her feet despite her petite stature. The diminutive blonde held her at arm's length, her chic bob bouncing with the infectious energy that matched her smile.

Gina had a good ten years of experience in the industry when she'd first taken Bryony under her wing in her first years. Gina had been a guiding light then, her role as a producer instrumental in shaping Bryony's growing career. Over the years they continued to work on various projects together, and as they did, their friendship grew.

"You made it!" Gina exclaimed in excitement.

Bryony smiled "Wouldn't have missed it!" she replied. "Congratulations on the new home! It’s beautiful!"

Bryony followed Gina into the awe-inspiring brownstone, where New York charm met Gina's exquisite taste in decor. The walls were already adorned with photographs and personal mementoes, reflecting their new home's warm character.

Basking in the glow of the lively gathering, Gina turned to Bryony, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Thank you, love. I can't tell you how thrilled I am to have you here." She squeezed Bryony's arm in excitement, "And brace yourself - I've invited someone who I'm convinced will be your one true love!"

Bryony's brow arched in a mix of curiosity and playful exasperation. "Wow, dinner and my future husband? You do know how to throw a party Gin!" She was all too familiar with Gina's relentless penchant for playing cupid, this wasn't the first time.

"Lay off the matchmaking, Gina," came a voice from behind them, rich with amusement. They both turned to find Lloyd, his face split into a wide grin, cradling a glass tumbler in his hand. "I'm pretty sure Bryony has had her fill of your romantic schemings for a lifetime by now." He extended the tumbler in his hand to Bryony, his smile infectious. "A warm welcome to our abode, Bryony. Gin and tonic, if my memory serves me right?"

"Right as always, Lloyd," Bryony responded as she accepted the glass.

Lloyd exuded an aura of sophistication that was almost tangible. He was the kind of man who could spout lines of profound prose at the drop of a hat, and then be found at the heart of good gossip. His charm was effortless, much like the characters he brought to life on stage, making him a beloved figure within the New York theatre circles.

Gina crossed her arms, feigning a pout. "I'll have you both know that I'm an exceptional matchmaker."

Bryony laughed, the sound echoing lightly in the lively atmosphere. She took a refreshing sip of her drink, the cool tang of the gin and tonic a welcome contrast to the warm room. "The jury is still out on that one Gina."

Gina shot Bryony a grin, her eyes twinkling. "Well, don't be surprised if someone manages to catch your attention tonight."

With a playful roll of her eyes, Bryony retorted, "We'll just have to wait and see, won't we?"

---

As the night went on, Bryony navigated the party, pushing herself out of her comfort zone to network and engage in conversations with various attendees. Excusing herself from another discussion about the nuances of British television, she headed off in search of another drink.

Surprisingly the kitchen was empty, the sleek expanse of the island held an array of dishes wrapped in anticipation of dinner. Bryony’s stomach grumbled reminding her that she’d eaten no more than the limp sandwich that had been served prior to her plane's arrival to JFK. Eyeing a box of crackers, she opened the box, popping one into her mouth as she turned her attention to making herself a drink. As the ice cubes clinked in the glass, Bryony savoured a brief pause from the energetic ambience of the party.

Lost in her thoughts, she was startled when a voice broke the silence. "Looks like we both found the one quiet spot in this place," the voice said.

Bryony jumped, startled by the sudden sound of another person in the kitchen. The box of crackers nearly slipped out of her hands as she spun around, her gaze meeting that of a face she certainly didn't recognize. He was tall, with dark brown eyes that twinkled with amusement at her surprise, and an easy smile that complimented his features. He stood casually against the kitchen island as if he belonged there.

Bryony felt her cheeks flush as she stammered out a response. “Jesus, you scared the shit out of me.”

He responded with a deep, hearty chuckle, "Apologies. Wasn't my intention to startle you. I'm in search of a refill myself."

Bryony eyed his half-drained glass of bourbon and raised an eyebrow. Unfazed, he winked at her and polished off the remaining liquor. "As I said, in dire need of a refill. Call me Dieter. Dieter Bravo."

Bryony suppressed a smirk, finding it hard to believe that his name could be real.

"Bryony," she countered back, mimicking his theatrical name presentation, "Bryony Morgan."

"Your accent gives you away, Bryony," Dieter said in a low voice as he leaned around her to access the cabinet to her left. His shoulder grazed hers, sending sparks through her. He was close enough that his hips brushed against hers as he reached for the stash of premium spirits. "Seems like you're a long way from home, no?" A hint of a flirtatious smile tugged at the corner of his lips, pulling something within Bryony along with it.

"I suppose I am," Bryony said and gave him the cliff notes of her background. Tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear as she watched him select a bottle. "New York though is quite a bit different from London."

He chuckled, popping the cork off a bottle of vintage bourbon before taking a sniff. "That it is, Bryony. I've spent some time in London myself. Fine city, but it doesn't quite have the... chaos of New York, you know?"

Her soft laughter filled the warm, bustling atmosphere of the housewarming party. "I'll give you that. The chaos is definitely unique here."

Their eyes met as he poured the liquor, the amber liquid catching the light as it filled his glass. He held her gaze, a slow smile spreading across his face. There was something enticing about him, every bit of him demanded her attention.

"So, Bryony Morgan," he started, setting down the bottle and turning to face her. He leaned back against the counter, crossing his arms over his chest. "What brings you to Gina and Lloyd's party tonight?"

"Friends with Gina, we've worked on a few projects back in the UK over the years," Bryony replied, tracing the rim of her glass with a fingertip. “And of course, by proxy, that's how I know Lloyd.”

"Ah, working with Gina, that must be quite the adventure," Dieter chuckled, taking a sip of his bourbon. "She is one of the best in the business."

“How about you?” Bryony reached into the box of crackers, popping another into her mouth before offering the box to Dieter, “How do you know Lloyd and Gina?”

Dieter grinned, accepting a cracker from the box. "Lloyd and I go way back. He's quite the taskmaster when it comes to his stage productions. I'm currently starring in Lloyd's latest production. It's... interesting, to say the least. He's got a knack for the dramatic."

Bryony chuckled, her gaze meeting Dieters. "That he does. I've seen a few of his works. Quite compelling. And you? Do you enjoy the drama?"

"Depends on the day," Dieter answered with a shrug, a wry smile playing on his lips. "It can be... exhilarating. And other times, it's just exhausting."

Bryony found herself drawn in by his candour, the easy way he spoke about his work. There was a vibrancy that was hard to ignore.

He looked at her then, his gaze inquisitive. "So, what about you, Bryony? What brings you to the chaotic city of New York from the refined streets of London?"

“Work,” she replied simply as she took a sip of her drink, “there's the promise of work out in LA, so I'm meeting with some studios this week for interviews and meetings. I'm also hoping I get a chance to take a look around New York, I've never been here before.”

Dieter clutched at his chest dramatically, “Never been to New York before? How is that even possible?”

"I guess I never saw the appeal," Bryony replied, the crinkle at the corner of her eyes betraying her amusement.

“Well, how are your first impressions?"

"Honestly," she began, a light chuckle escaping her as she glanced down at her watch. "I’ve been here less than twenty-four hours, and most of that time was spent in a taxi or adjusting to my hotel room." She met his gaze again, her eyes twinkling with amusement.

He smirked, taking a thoughtful sip of his bourbon. "Well, the beauty of New York can't be appreciated in the back of a taxi or from a hotel room window," he responded, setting his glass down on the counter. "There's a certain life to it, a rhythm that you have to immerse yourself in to really understand."

“Anything, in particular, you recommend I see first?” Bryony asked, emboldened by the gin she'd already consumed on top of the jetlag.

"New York?" Dieter arched an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips as he swirled the amber liquid in his glass. "The city has endless possibilities. A little exploration could be just what you need."

Bryony lifted her glass to her lips in the hope to hide the blush she felt creeping up her cheeks. She couldn't deny the appealing prospect of Dieter Bravo as her personal city guide. "That so?" she replied, her tone playfully challenging. "Sounds almost like an invitation."

He grinned, his eyes twinkling in a way that promised fun and adventure. "Consider it an opportunity, Bryony. An opportunity to see the city through the eyes of a man who's lived and loved here."

"Aren't you a busy man? You must have a lot going on," she retorted, trying to keep the conversation light.

A dismissive shrug accompanied his smug grin. "Oh, there's always room for one more adventure," he replied, casting her a playful wink over the top of his bourbon.

Bryony's unexpected laughter surprised them both. "Adventure, you say? Is that how you see me – a damsel in need of a thrilling rescue?"

"Not exactly," he said, the flirtatious veneer fading for a moment, replaced by something more genuine. "I think you're someone who's about to embark on an exciting new chapter, and I'd like to be part of that story, even if it's just for a brief moment."

Dieter's words echoed between them, the background chatter of the party fading into a muffled hum. There was an honest charm about Dieter, an attraction that went far beyond his clean-cut Hollywood looks. She studied him thoughtfully, his proposition appearing less a daunting task and more a promising adventure in the grandiosity of New York City.

A subtle rush of excitement coursed through her veins, her cheeks blooming with a soft blush. Generally, the thought of navigating a social situation like this with a stranger would have her mind plotting potential escape plans. Yet, with Dieter, she felt inexplicably at ease, wrapped in the warmth of his charismatic pull.

Taking a deep breath, she locked eyes with him and, with a spark of anticipation, accepted his offer, “I think I'd enjoy that.”

---

As the dinner call was announced, Bryony reluctantly extricated herself from the comfort of the kitchen, following in Dieter's wake. He was soon swallowed up by the crowd, enticed away by a familiar voice. Dieter cast her a playful wink before weaving his way through the sea of people, his name echoed around him.

Much to Bryony's frustration, Dieter sat further down the table. However, he could be heard over the thrum of conversations. Throughout the course of dinner, her attention kept gravitating towards him. The way he held court, the way he drew people in, it was undeniably captivating.

"Unparalleled, really," he expressed fervently, his hands dancing in the air to emphasise his words. "The enchanting realities we conjure up on stage are truly astounding." He passionately shared captivating anecdotes and viewpoints, mesmerizing his captivated audience with his fervent words and expressive gestures

His laughter, enchanting and infectious, would fade into a knowing smile whenever their eyes met. Yet, every time they found a chance to navigate through the crowd towards one another, the currents of the party would sweep them away. Another admiring compliment here, a spirited debate there.

As the evening wore on, it felt as though the number of guests had multiplied. Bryony found herself questioning the architectural integrity of the brownstone, surprised that it could hold such a vast variety of party-goers. Gina and Lloyd, the soiree's hosts, had long since disappeared into the vibrant mass of their guests, leaving her adrift amidst the waves of well-wishers and hangers-on.

Eventually, needing a breather from the crowd, and the repetition of hearing people try and imitate her accent, Bryony sought refuge in the cool New York night of Gina and Lloyd's garden. The slight chill was a soothing contrast to the stifling warmth of the party, and she welcomed it, wrapping her arms around herself. Eyes closed, head tilted up towards the sky, she took a deep breath. The nagging pangs of jetlag reminded her it had been almost a full day since she'd left Gatwick, yet she tried to put that aside.

Her moment of peace was broken by a gentle voice, rich with intrigue, "Finally, didn't think I'd get to see you again this evening."

The sound of footsteps echoing against the flagstone pavement announced Dieter's approach. In his hands, he balanced two filled-to-the-brim champagne glasses and a box of cigarettes. Wordlessly, he offered her one of the drinks, taking up a casual stance against the railing next to her. His dark eyes, sparkling under the dimly lit sky, darted her way, a playful smile tugging at his lips.

She returned his smile as she accepted the champagne. The crisp, cool bubbles of the drink served to heighten the pleasant chill of the evening.

As Dieter offered her the cigarette box, Bryony shook her head, "No thanks."

Unfazed, Dieter tilted the box toward himself, raising an eyebrow in silent query. Bryony gestured for him to go ahead. He then smoothly pulled out a cigarette, placing it between his lips with a lazy finesse that was impossible to ignore.

Captivated, Bryony watched as the dimly lit tip of his cigarette cast a warm glow onto his chiselled features. Dieter took a long, thoughtful drag, his posture subtly shifting to ensure the smoke veered away from her. Despite her personal aversion to the habit, she couldn't deny the allure the habit added to him.

When he finally released a slow stream of smoke into the air, he turned back to her with a mischievous grin, his eyes twinkling in the soft light. The silent intensity of his gaze ignited a familiar energy between them, a thrilling undercurrent that had been palpably present since their paths had crossed earlier in the evening.

“Managed to escape, then?” His voice was quiet, meant only for her, a stark contrast to the vibrant energy he displayed inside.

Bryony smiled, shrugging lightly. “Needed some air. It’s a bit much in there.”

A deep, resonating chuckle echoed from Dieter. His nod of agreement punctuated the understanding that passed between them as he savoured another puff. “Absolutely, it's quite the circus.” His eyes locked with hers in the sparse lighting, the soft intensity within them captivating her completely. The quietude that stretched between them was comfortable, each seeming to find solace in the other's company.

"Is it always this easy for you?" Bryony asked, playfully referring to the seamless charm he seemed to exude.

His shoulders moved in a casual shrug, his mischievous grin remaining in place, "Only with someone worth the effort." His statement, laced with flirtatious intent, hung in the air, amping up the tension between them.

Bryony blushed, "So, 'More Than I Should'," referring to Lloyds play that he'd mentioned he was starring in, "How's it coming along?" Her question attempted to keep the conversation casual, but there was no mistaking the flirtatious undertones.

Dieter exhaled a slow stream of smoke before answering, "It's intense," he confessed, his eyes following the trail of smoke. "Lloyd is a genius, and he’s pushing us to explore some profound emotional depths. The play has these intricate themes of love and loss that are quite compelling."

Bryony found herself nodding along. "I've been debating asking Lloyd for tickets. It sounds like an experience I shouldn't miss."

Dieter quirked a brow at her, "Why bother Lloyd when I can get them for you?" He challenged, his grin teasing and magnetic. "And I can do you one better. A dinner date after the show perhaps?"

"Really?" Bryony's surprise swiftly morphed into a delighted smile. "That's quite a generous offer, Mr. Bravo."

His response was a rumble of laughter, the sound warm and intimate. "Think of it as the first stop on Bravo New York experience," he quipped with a theatrical wave of his arm.

Bryony found herself laughing, charmed by his casual bravado. "A proposition like that is quite impossible to turn down. I'm in."

His eyes lit up at her acceptance, a spark of excitement dancing in them.

A yawn, wide and deep, escaped Bryony. She swiftly covered her mouth, but it was too late to hide. She laughed in embarrassment, "Sorry," she apologized, but it was barely a moment before another yawn surfaced.

Observing this, Dieter's lips curled into a smile. "Bryony my dear, I do believe your jet lag is catching up with you," he mused, "Perhaps it's time for Cinderella to consider her exit?"

Feigning a hurt expression, Bryony shot back, "Are you trying to get rid of me so soon?"

Dieter returned her playful jibe with a roguish grin. "On the contrary," he responded, his voice rich with amusement, "However, it wouldn’t do well for my reputation to have a lovely lady like you dozing off on me," he paused, his smile broadening, "Well, at least not because of my conversational skills."

Bryony’s laugh rang out, the sound brushing away her fatigue, if only for a moment. "Well, we certainly can't risk damaging your hard-earned reputation, can we?"

With a flourish, Dieter stubbed out the remnants of his cigarette and extended his arm to her. "Shall we?" He proposed, his tone layered with charm. "I owe you at least the courtesy of hailing you a cab."

Bryony bit her lip, taking appraise of the man before her. It wasn't as if she'd been lacking any attention on the romance front. Being currently single had been a choice for Bryony, she'd dedicated the last two years to her work on Dark Waters, determined to ensure its success. Her trip to New York however was initially intended for interviews and exploring the city's attractions. Dieter Bravo, on the other hand, was an unexpected surprise

Taking a deep breath, she linked her arm through his. "Alright, Dieter. Let's get a cab." She smiled gratefully at him. "You're quite the gentleman."

He returned her smile, the corner of his lips quirking up in a way that set her heart fluttering. "Only on occasion," he quipped as they started making their way out to the front of the townhouse.

Once outside, Dieter pulled out his phone and quickly typed something into it. He held it out to Bryony, the new contact page open, "Just making sure you can schedule your 'Bravo Tour' of New York," he teased, his tone a playful blend of humour and earnestness.

Accepting the phone, Bryony couldn't suppress her smile. Swiftly, she entered her number and hit 'save'. Regardless of the spontaneity of this evening, she knew one thing for certain: there was no doubt in her mind that she wanted to see him again.

Returning his phone, Bryony gave him a teasing smile, "I'll be expecting five-star service on this tour, Dieter." She could see the glint of excitement in his eyes, matching her own.

As their playful banter melted away, giving way to a comfortable, yet electrifying silence, an unspoken understanding passed between them. The air around them was charged with a palpable tension, a connection that neither of them could deny.

The late winter chill didn't bother Bryony as she stood under the muted glow of the street light, her eyes locked with Dieters. As he moved a step closer, erasing the minimal distance between them, a sense of anticipation knotted in her stomach. She was acutely aware of his presence - the intoxicating scent of his cologne, the broad expanse of his shoulders just inches from her, the defined angles of his jaw, and the alluring smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

Taking her by surprise, Dieter gently cradled the back of her neck, his gentle fingertips tracing over her skin. A small gasp escaped her lips, and without thinking, her hands found their places - one on his firm chest, the other resting lightly on his hip.

He ran his tongue over his lips, a seemingly innocuous gesture that set her heart racing. The playful tilt of his head and the knowing look in his eyes made it clear he was aware of the effect he had on her.

He pulled back slightly, surprising her with a gentle gesture as he pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, creating a moment of sweet tenderness that left her stunned and craving for more.

The unexpected tenderness of Dieter's kiss to her forehead sent a rush of warmth coursing through Bryony, leaving her a little breathless. The hint of surprise must have registered on her face, because Dieter's face split into a self-deprecating grin, "I know, not my usual style." He said with a shrug.

Exhaustion was starting to make itself known, her brain fuzzy around the edges, but she couldn't help the chuckle that escaped her lips at his admission, "You don't say."

His hand still held at her neck, thumb gently stroking the bare skin of her collarbone. The night was quiet around them, leaving them standing alone under the streetlamp. New York’s nightlife was dwindling down into a softer lull, the noise distant. Their surroundings were forgotten for a moment as Bryony got lost in Dieter's deep-set eyes.

The sudden transition from a simmering tension to this tender intimacy left Bryony both surprised and yearning for more. She found herself captivated by Dieter, his proximity allowing her to notice the faint flecks of gold in his deep brown eyes. His warm breath fanning her face caused her to catch her own.

"Dieter..." she uttered his name, a whisper amidst the gentle night breeze. Her emotions were bubbling to the surface, threatening to spill over. The fatigue of the long day, mixed with the unexpected intimacy she was experiencing with Dieter, was a potent concoction that made her feel unsteady.

Responding to the bewilderment mirrored in her eyes, Dieter offered a small, soothing smile. He swept a loose lock of hair away from her face, his thumb brushing lightly against her jawline. The electrifying sensation this created stayed with her, a tantalizing suggestion of what might be.

"You're tired," he acknowledged softly. His thumb traced the contour of her jaw in a languid stroke, igniting a trail of goosebumps down her spine. Then, in a statement that contradicted his usual impulsive nature, he added, "The city can wait for you. And so can I."

His words hung in the night air, a promise that left Bryony both intrigued and more confused than before. For Dieter, who was accustomed to pursuing his desires with relentless intensity, this restraint was uncharted territory. He was aware of the profound impact his words had, a stark contrast to his typical behaviour. The unfamiliar sensation of patiently waiting, rather than chasing fervently, gave him a sense of strange satisfaction.

But as the horn of a taxi Dieter had flagged broke through the silence, Dieter reluctantly let go of Bryony. "Your chariot awaits," he said with a smirk, his hand lingering for a moment longer before he finally stepped forward to hold the taxi door open for her.

"Goodnight, Dieter Bravo,"

"Goodnight, Bryony Morgan," he replied.

As the cab pulled away, leaving a somewhat dazed Dieter on the sidewalk, Bryony couldn't help but feel that this was just the beginning of their story. Little did she know, at that moment, just how drastically this unexpected rendezvous with Dieter Bravo would impact her future, transforming her world in ways she couldn't yet fathom.

---

As Bryony settled into the back of the taxi, the Brooklyn dissolving into a whirl of twinkling lights, she felt the familiar buzz of her phone from inside her purse.

Pulling it out, she noticed a new text message from Gina lighting up the screen.

"Sorry I missed you leaving babes, I hope you had a great time??? Coffee tomorrow? I didn't even get a chance to introduce you to that guy! He's a production assistant on Lloyd's latest show, James. I think you and him would hit it off! Love you lots, g'night xxx"

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Bienvenue chez Les Warren… Un couple diablement controversé

 Bienvenue chez les Warren « chasseurs de fantômes ». Ed se présente comme étant démonologue autodidacte, safemme quant à elle, se dit médium et claire-voyante, capable de communiquer avec les esprits. Le couple n’a jamaisdemandé d’honoraires pour leur travail. Néanmoins, leurs publications, leurs conférences ainsi que les consultations surdes films relatant leurs expériences paranormales leur a apporté un franc succès financier[1].

 Il existe un certain nombre d’articles et d’ouvrages retraçant le parcours professionnel des Warren ; la plupartd’entre eux sont élogieux et ne remettent pas en question la sincérité et l’honnêteté du couple ceci en ce qui concernecertains faits qu’ils relatent et qui seront repris au cinéma, notamment dans Amityville et The Conjuring. Notons quel’activité du couple Warren, à ma connaissance, n’a jamais été le sujet d’étude sérieuse mis à part, peut-être, l’article surlequel je me suis basée pour écrire cette chronique. En effet, les faits qui y sont relatés semblent beaucoup plus objectifsque le reste de la bibliographie qui leur est consacrée. L’un des principaux « problèmes » à souligner est le fait que laplupart des ouvrages ont été écrits par des proches des Warren, Gérald Brittle, par exemple. De ce fait, les propos sontsouvent élogieux et ne remettent rien en question, ni la vie « pieuse » des Warren ni la véracité des expériencesparanormales du couple.

Il en est de même pour les ouvrages publiés de manière plus tardive, comme c’est le cas pour Les dossiers Warren 1 et 2écrits par Marie Alsina, « blogueuse réputée » dans le monde francophone. Je pense qu’un bouledogue français, enadmettant qu’il puisse écrire, aurait une syntaxe et un style bien plus léger et agréable. En outre, à l’instar des «biographes » précédents, elle dépeint Ed et Lorraine Warren comme étant un couple « pieux », volant au secours des genspar pure bonté d’âme. À aucun moment, elle ne sous-entend que les faits rapportés par les Warren aient pu être exagérésvoire manipulés.

Néanmoins, les journalistes Kim Masters et Ashley Cullins travaillant pour The Hollywood Reporter[2] ont écrit un articleintitulé :  War Over « The Conjuring » : The Disturbing Claims Behind A Billion-dollar Franchise. Il s’agit sans doute del’un des articles les plus pertinents qui aient été écrits à ce sujet. De ce fait, à défaut de pouvoir effectuer une rechercheacadémique, par manque de sources et de ressources fiables, je proposerai ici, de retranscrire l’article dans les grandeslignes. Je me baserai également sur d’autres articles critiques majoritairement américains et anglais…

Les films “basés sur des faits réels… »

 Les spécialistes en marketing ont souvent trouvé pertinent et vendeur d’indiquer que le film d’horreur que l’ons’apprête à visionner est, soi-disant, « basé sur des faits réels ». Toutefois, il n’existe ni loi ni règle explicite réglementantl’usage de ce terme. De ce fait, les cinéastes sont absolument libres d’exagérer les faits prétendument « vrais » sansrisquer quoique ce soit. Il y a eu, dans le passé, des contestations en ce qui concerne certains faits dits «réels » rapportésdans les films tels que The Hurricane de Norman Jewison et Zero Dark Thirty de Kathryn Bigelow mais les tribunaux ontfait preuve d’indulgence. Remarquons tout de même que ces deux derniers films relatent davantage de « faits réels » queThe Conjuring. En considérant tous les faits surnaturels contenus dans les scénarios de cette série de films, il était évident,pour les réalisateurs et la production, que les spectateurs n’interprèteraient pas l’histoire au premier degré. Quoiqu’il ensoit, tant les crédules que les sceptiques se sont rués sur The Conjuring permettant à Warner d’engendrer un bénéfice d’1.2milliard de dollars. Ces profits ont été à la source d’une longue série de conflits et de controverses à propos des histoiresdu couple Warren.

Le couple Warren au cinéma versus dans la réalité…

 Le premier film The Conjuring, tourné au début des années 70, relate l’histoire d’une famille vivant dans uneferme du Rhode Island. Cette bâtisse serait hantée par l’esprit d’une sorcière. Ed et Lorraine, interprétés respectivementpar Patrick Wilson et Vera Farmiga, interviennent alors afin de libérer l’endroit de l’esprit maléfique. Le scénario n’est pasdénué de romantisme puisqu’à un moment donné Lorraine s’adresse à Ed en lui demandant : « Vous souvenez-vous de ceque m’avez dit lors de la nuit de noce ?» et à Ed de lui répondre : «  Vous avez dit que Dieu nous a réunis pour une raison.» Toutefois, comme nous l’avons souligné auparavant, leur couple n’était ni pieux ni idyllique puisqu’Ed entretenait une «relation » avec une fille de 15 ans et, d’après ce que l’on sait, Lorraine ne s’y est jamais opposée.

Penney…

 Ed Warren était âgé d’une trentaine d’années lorsqu’il rencontre, pour la première fois, son amante de 15 ans sacadette… Au début des années 60, le couple Warren ne gagnait pas encore des milles et des cents. De ce fait, Ed s’étaitfait embaucher en tant que chauffeur de bus à Monroe (Conneticut) alors que Penney était une lycéenne de la villevoisine. Les deux ont alors entamé une « relation amoureuse ». En 1963, elle emménageait chez le couple… En novembre2014, Penney aurait fait une déclaration évoquant ses souvenirs ; au début, elle dormait dans une chambre située en facede celle du couple. Quelques temps plus tard, un appartement fut construit pour elle, au-dessus de la maison des Warren.Elle partage ses souvenirs en racontant : « Une nuit, il dormait en bas (…) Une nuit, il dormait en haut[3]. »

 Or, même en 1963, une adolescente n’emménageait pas chez un couple sans se faire remarquer. Par ailleurs, levoisinage a dénoncé cette situation graveleuse et indécente. Et surprise…Penney (pas Ed !)[4] a été arrêtée par la policelocale. Selon sa déclaration de 2014, elle a passé une nuit dans la prison de North End à Bridgeport alors que les policierstentaient de la persuader de signer le procès-verbal rapportant l’affaire. Etant donné qu’elle refusait de coopérer, elle a dû,sur ordre du tribunal, se présenter à un bureau pour jeunes délinquants. (Alors qu’Ed n’est pas du tout inquiété…)[5]Penney aurait dit à plusieurs reprises qu’Ed était l’amour de sa vie. De son côté, le couple Warren la présentait tantôtcomme une nièce tantôt comme une pauvre fille recueillie par charité…

 En mai 1978, alors que Penney âgée d’une trentaine d’années tombe enceinte d’Ed. En 2014, elle confessera queLorraine l’a persuadée (forcée ?)[6] d’avorter puisque la naissance d’un bébé pourrait créer rumeurs et scandale au sein del’opinion publique et ainsi ruiner la carrière des Warren. Lorraine, en tant que « fervente catholique » aurait dit à Penney :« le vrai dieu, c’est l’argent [7]». Dans un enregistrement obtenu par The Hollywood Reporter, Penney raconte non sansémotion : « Ils voulaient que je dise à tout le monde que quelqu’un était entré dans mon appartement et m’avait violée, etque je n’avais aucunement l’intention de tomber enceinte. J’avais tellement peur. Je ne savais pas quoi faire, mais j’aiavorté. Le soir, lorsqu’ils sont venus me chercher à l’hôpital, ils sont sortis, m’ont fait la leçon et m’ont laisséetranquille[8]. » Elle a également affirmé qu’Ed pouvait être violent envers Lorraine. Un jour, il l’a frappée si fort qu’elleen a perdu connaissance. D’autres fois, il la giflait pour la faire taire : « Certains soir, je pensais qu’ils allaients’entretuer[9]. »

Néanmoins, Lorraine Warren semble vouloir empêcher que certains aspects sordides et embarrassants de sa vie de couplesoient exposés sur grand écran. Son contrat avec New Line (consultant) comprend des clauses inhabituelles. En effet, lesfilms The Conjuring ne devaient montrer qu’une image positive du couple. Toutes allusions concernant une relationextraconjugale ou une sexualité déviante devaient être exclues du scénario. L’avocate Jill Smith affirme qu’elle n’avaitjamais établi de telles clauses auparavant bien que certaines personnes cédant leurs droits d’auteur restreignent la libertéde représentation. Elle aurait effectué des transactions afin de restreindre de manière drastique certains aspects del’histoire apparaissant comme étant odieux puisqu’ils ne sont aucunement pertinents à la compréhension de l’histoire.Selon elle, le public n’est pas censé être au courant de tels agissements.

En 2013, peu après le lancement du dernier film, le producteur Tony de Rosa-Grund, a envoyé un courriel à la direction deWarners et de New line afin de les informer que l’histoire des Warren avait été fortement enjolivée. Il a déclaré dans soncourriel qu’une femme proche des Warren avait été : « mortifiée quant au portrait inexact de la relation entre Ed etLorraine Warren[10]. »

Nous ne savons pas comment la production a réagi à ces allégations mais ce que l’on sait de manière certaine se trouvedans le fait que l’on a continué à dépeindre les Warren comme étant un couple heureux, pieux et conventionnel. Warners’est refusé à tout commentaire. Ed Warren est décédé en 2006, et l’avocat de Lorraine Warren, Gary Barkin, affirmequ’elle n’a jamais été au courant de rien et que par. Le fait de son âge avancé, 90 ans, elle se trouve dans l’incapacité derépondre à ces allégations. Notons que les avocats des Warren ont souligné qu’il s’agissait d’une vendetta liée à unebataille juridique : Derosa-Grund a affirmé qu’il a été injustement exclu des suites et des retombées que le film a suscité,et plus particulièrement de profits financiers.

De Rosa-Grund écrit : « Ed était un pédophile, un prédateur sexuel et un mari violent[11]. » Lorraine Warren a, en touteconnaissance de cause, couvert ses agissements pendant 40 ans. Selon lui, ils n’ont fait que de mentir au public. Contretoute attente, le scénario de The Conjuring 2, sorti en 2016, ne fait qu’amplifier l’image pieuse et idyllique du coupleWarren. Les experts juridiques affirment que Warners et New Line n’ont pas grand-chose à se reprocher en permettant unereprésentation autant romancée du couple. D’après eux, à la fin de chaque film, Warners inclut un avertissement : « Lesdialogues, ainsi que certains personnages et évènements contenus dans le film relèvent de la fiction[12]».

L’avocat Lincoln Bandlow, spécialisé dans le domaine de la production cinématographique, déclare : « Le film est moinsagréable si les chasseurs de fantômes sont une bande de connards que personne n’aime. Il faut que vos protagonistessoient sympathiques[13]. » Il poursuit en précisant que ces films ne racontent que des histoires de spectres et, de ce fait,ils ne sont pas strictement historiques. La procureure Lisa Callif, conseillère des producteurs indépendants, convient quele problème est davantage une question de relations publiques que de droit. Les cinéastes pourraient facilementargumenter que la version hollywoodienne ne reflète pas la réalité et se justifier en déclarant vouloir s’en tenir à la version« heureuse. »

Quant à Penney, aujourd’hui âgée de 70 ans, il semble qu’elle n’ait jamais reçu un seul centime de la recette des films,bien qu’elle y ait participé à plusieurs reprises. Elle ressent une grande rancœur envers Lorraine mais garde de bonssentiments à l’égard d’Ed. Par ailleurs, ils sont restés en bons termes jusqu’à sa mort, en 2006. Néanmoins, de manièreparadoxale, elle semble davantage en vouloir à Lorraine de ne pas l’avoir aidée à sortir de cette situation aliénante : «Etant plus âgée, je ne comprends pas pourquoi Lorraine m’a laissée vivre avec eux dans cette maison[14]. » D’autres fois,je m’interroge : « Pourquoi ai-je fait cela ? Pourquoi ai-je bousillé ma vie ainsi ? Parfois, je mets en colère en pensant àquel point l’on m’a privée de beaucoup de choses[15]. »

Derrière les phénomènes paranormaux…

 En 1990, Ed a prétendu avoir capturé la « dame blanche » sur une bande magnétique. Ce fantôme hanterait lecimetière Union à Easton, dans le Conneticut. En réalité, il s’agissait de Penney qui s’était fabriqué une robe avec desfeuilles blanches… Son but était évidemment d’aider Ed à maintenir sa réputation de « chasseur de fantôme ». Bien quel’article ne s’attarde pas sur cet aspect, il paraît évident que le couple Warren ait amplifié voire inventé les phénomènesparanormaux bien avant que les réalisateurs de films d’horreur n’entrent en scène.

En réalité, il n’existe que peu de sources soulignant l’exagération des « évènements paranormaux. » évoqués par lecouple. Quelques revues cinématographiques et journalistiques l’ont fait, c’est le cas par exemple de la revue HorreurQuébec. En effet, l’article Le procès du démon : l’histoire derrière « The Conjuring : The devil made me do it[16]»,souligne le fait que le couple semble avoir profité de la maladie mentale de certaines personnes en faisant croire qu’ils’agissait d’une possession démoniaque. En effet, dans The Conjuring 3, il est question d’un meurtre commis sousemprise démoniaque. Gérald Brittle[17], sous la direction à peine dissimulée de Lorraine, prétend retracer la « véritable »histoire de cette famille dans son livre The Devil in Conneticut. Suite à sa republication en 2006, une partie de la familleen question a porté plainte pour « diffamation », « détresse émotionnelle infligée intentionnellement et violation de leurdroit à la vie privée.[18]» Sans surprise, Gérald Brittle et les Warren ont maintenu leur version des faits précisant que si lefils de la famille avait été possédé, c’était uniquement par la faute de la mère et de la fille qui avaient côtoyé une sectesataniste…Rien que ça ![19]

En outre, une enquête menée par la New England Skeptical Society en 1997, a conclu que le couple Warren était, dans lemeilleur des cas, « des conteurs d’histoires de fantômes vides de sens et, au pire de dangereux fraudeurs[20]. »

[1] https://www.hollywoodreporter.com/tv/tv-features/war-conjuring-disturbing-claims-behind-a-billion-dollar-franchise-1064364/ [2] Magazine américain consacré à l’industrie du cinéma. [3] https://www.hollywoodreporter.com/tv/tv-features/war-conjuring-disturbing-claims-behind-a-billion-dollar-franchise-1064364/ [4] Commentaire personnel [5]Commentaire personnel [6] Hypothèse personnelle [7] https://www.hollywoodreporter.com/tv/tv-features/war-conjuring-disturbing-claims-behind-a-billion-dollar-franchise-1064364/ [8] Ibid. [9] Ibid. [10] Ibid. [11] https://www.hollywoodreporter.com/tv/tv-features/war-conjuring-disturbing-claims-behind-a-billion-dollar-franchise-1064364/ [12] Ibid. [13] Ibid. [14] Ibid. [15] Ibid. [16] https://www.horreur.quebec/le-proces-du-demon-l-histoire-derriere-the-conjuring-the-devil-made-me-do-it/ [17] Gérald Brittle est, en quelque sorte, le biographe attitré des Warren. [18] https://www.horreur.quebec/le-proces-du-demon-l-histoire-derriere-the-conjuring-the-devil-made-me-do-it/ [19] Ibid. [20] https://the-line-up.com/ed-and-lorraine-warren#