Sleaze goes on its knees in this soul-warping genuflection to sexploitation.
Two wannabe entrepreneurs devise a pay-for-porn website where apparently possessed young women are saved with less than orthodox exorcism techniques. Harry and Matt set up the site, advertise for models and start making ‘scenes’. Their ‘niche’ market proves to be quite large and they gather worldwide subscriptions – the cash pours in.
At the same time, they indulge their private fantasies – Harry for attractive young ladies and Matt for a sense of power the site elicits.
Tension grows as Harry’s marriage cracks under the strain of his philandering and a fundamentalist Christian sect discovers Matt’s address and pickets his home. The sect vows to pursue him like damnation itself.
The popularity of the site brings other weirdness into their lives when a Goth suicide cult detects for its followers hidden messages in the exorcisms.
Harry and Matt feel like they are under siege from the monster they’ve created. Soon jaded and cynical from sexploitation, they hire a vampish model for a scene, thinking this is just another sexorcism off the production line. But this scene turns into a mindbender of supernatural occurrences – the woman really is possessed. The friends are flung about like ragdolls, thrust into visions and spiral into other realms.
Family members recall the events of that day as the footage from the sexorcism becomes an Internet viral sensation. Harry and Matt’s secret wishes fully flower afterward, but not as they had originally expected or desired: They are completely lost in the roles they adopted for the website.
This documentary style comedy/satire is told with contemporary interviews and flashbacks to the events.
The Sexorcist – cum to the Lord!