OK, what did I expect? No known actors, a lame premise, and probably the worst film quality ever - even worse than Blair Witch, which at least had a point to the bad quality.
The Rev. Cotton Marcus (yes, "Cotton"!) is a sham preacher in Baton Rouge. "Sham" because he admits he performs fake exorcisms - all pre-recorded noises and not very special effects. He agrees to do one Last Exorcism in front of a camera crew, who turned out to be a couple of shaky-handed fools with a camera but not lighting.
Cliche-ridden (aren't they all?), ultra low budget (and it showed), content-free, and a huge waste to time.
Good job Pavey was out with the ladies and I was stuck home with a man cold.
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