Master of Mystery and Champion of Chills David Dastmalchian stars as the devilish Jack Delroy in this instant-classic masterpiece of horror cinema, where you can tell he feels right at home.
There has always been something uniquely captivating and almost nostalgic about the elusive truth behind the goings on in HollyWEIRD in the 60's and 70's. Several filmmakers have attempted to squeeze that gargantuan concept into their work in the decades since that mystery-shrouded era. But where other brilliant films like Bad Times at the El Royale and Under the Silver Lake feel safe gently poking around at the surface level, Late Night with the Devil takes a deep dive into the belly of the whale.
Something the film pulls off almost flawlessly is the tone of suspense throughout. From the opening moments, every scene builds upon the one before it in an ever-rising Shepard tone, growing louder and louder until the very end. It does this so well, it's almost like that feeling of suspense is still following you as you exit the theater.
It feels like this movie was hand-crafted for the midnight screenings experience. The atmosphere created by the idea that this is not fiction, but we are in fact watching the real master tapes from that night, those physical objects are playing in our projector right now, makes for a unique spooky experience. Do yourself a favor and watch Late Night with the Devil with all the lights off, don't pause it or get up to go to the bathroom. Just sit back and be taken in by the anomaly. Maybe Jack Delroy still has something to say to you.
To say much more really wouldn't do the film justice, I just can't recommend it enough. I know I already mentioned the incomparable David Dastmalchian, but the rest of the ensemble cast deserves their flowers too, especially Ingrid Torelli, who gives one of the best and most unsettling horror performances ever as the possessed Lilly. I hope you enjoy Late Night with the Devil as much as I did ...

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