That same cinematic magic was surely at play when the real Ed and Lorraine met, aged just 16, at Bridgeport, Connecticut’s Colonial Theatre in 1944. He was an usher who’d grown up in a haunted house; she, a frequent patron still coming to terms with her clairvoyant talents. Both were avid fans of horror and all things paranormal. Little did they know their story would be the nail-biting, nerve-wracking focus for new generations of moviegoers three-quarters-of-a-century down the line.
Modern audiences first met the couple in James Wan’s 2013 series-starting masterpiece, The Conjuring. Plagued by late-night encounters, goosebump-inducing cold spots and the stench of death in their 14-room farmhouse, the Perron family of Harrisville, Rhode Island – Roger, Carolyn and their five daughters – reached out for help. Already veterans by the early-1970s, the Warrens answered, taking on an increasingly malevolent spirit known as Bathsheba. Where the movie climaxes on a triumphant exorcism, though, there would be no real-life happy ending, with Carolyn left on the verge of mental collapse after an attempted séance and the family doomed to the property for almost a decade without the financial means to move on.