On December 18, 1975, a young family of five moved into their new home, complete with finished basement, swimming pool, and a boathouse. Twenty-eight days later, they fled in terror, leaving most of their belongings behind.
The fantastic story of their experiences was widely publicized on network television, newspapers, and national magazines. But the Lutz family never disclosed the full details to the media. Now their own carefully-reconstructed memories--and independent interviews with local clergy and police--reveal their entire harrowing story.
George and Kathleen Lutz were aware that the house of a mass murder--Ronald DeFeo, 23, was convicted of shooting his parents, brothers, and sisters. But it seemed an ideal home for them and their three children, and the price was right. ON the day they moved in, a priest invited to bless the house was told by an unseen voice to "Get Out!" At his rectory, he began to suffer …
On December 18, 1975, a young family of five moved into their new home, complete with finished basement, swimming pool, and a boathouse. Twenty-eight days later, they fled in terror, leaving most of their belongings behind.
The fantastic story of their experiences was widely publicized on network television, newspapers, and national magazines. But the Lutz family never disclosed the full details to the media. Now their own carefully-reconstructed memories--and independent interviews with local clergy and police--reveal their entire harrowing story.
George and Kathleen Lutz were aware that the house of a mass murder--Ronald DeFeo, 23, was convicted of shooting his parents, brothers, and sisters. But it seemed an ideal home for them and their three children, and the price was right. ON the day they moved in, a priest invited to bless the house was told by an unseen voice to "Get Out!" At his rectory, he began to suffer a series of inexplicable afflictions. Meanwhile, alone in their new home, the Lutz family were embarking on the most terrifying experience of their lives. It began when their five-year-old daughter boasted of her new playmate, someone--or something--named "Jodie."
THE AMITYVILLE HORROR is an unforgettable book with all the shocks and gripping suspense of The Exorcist, The Omen, or Rosemary's Baby--but with one vital difference! As the author reports, "To the extent that I can verify them, all the events in this book are true."
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- [Sarah Bernhardt And Her World / My Mother/My Self / Snow / The Amityville Horror / The Guggenheims][1]
Interesting but kinda annoying that it's constantly going "This is true" and "We have multiple accounts so it's basically fact". The priest's story is completely irrelevant and uninteresting, so much time is spent on him going "Oh no I have a cold maybe I should call the family". He barely does anything to impact the story of the family and I find it hilarious that he receives so much more bodily harm than any of the family members for just talking to them on the phone. <br/> <br/>
This was the first contemporary horror book I'd ever read. I can still remember reading in during the day in my bedroom. I didn't even pay attention to my mom walking up the stairs.
She leaned into the doorway and said, "Supper's almost ready." I think I levitated three feet off the bed and shrieked.
My rating has nothing to do with weather this story is actually true or not, the Blare Witch Project is still a fun and scary movie even though everyone know it's fake. My rating is so low because while this story had a lot of potential to be a great and scary read, it just fell flat due to the horrible writing. At times it was almost painful to read it was so bad, (almost as bad or worse than BWP's damnable, puke inducing shaky cam) but I really wanted to know how it all turned out, so I forced myself to finish.
So anyways, yeah, lots of potential, who cares if it's fake or real, but crappy writing ruined it, it could have been so much better in more capable hands. Ah well.
I read this when I was a young teen and it scared the shit out of me. This time around, it didn't scare me but is still very creepy. Also, if your house tells you to get out, listen. Get out.
