I remember the first "demon" I came across in a film. More accurately, it was a poltergeist. Thought not technically a demonic force the actions of this pesky little spirit were demonic enough. You see, I grew up in the town of Poltergeist, the movie. I used to ride my bike past the poltergeist house in Simi Valley, CA. Each time, images of TVs flicking on by themselves, possessed clowns, and bodies emerging from the front lawn would creep into my mind.
Then, there were the angels. John Travolta as Michael, the post-modern angel-human romance of Wings of Desire (Der Himmel ber Berlin), Clarence in It's a Wonderful Life, or the kickass, androgynous, Tilda Swinton Gabriel in Constantine. No matter the angel movie, I have always preferred them to pop-culture demons (though Paul Bettany's angel in Legion may be an exception).
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