Austere, cedar-dark and disciplined, its rigid structure mirrors Father Karras's crumbling certainty. It tightens and darkens in the glass as the night in Georgetown wears on.
Years in oak give incense, leather and old-church dust. Its sacramental gravity suits a story about ritual and doubt.
A priest losing his belief confronts an evil that a rational age cannot explain. Clinical, claustrophobic and devastating.
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