What would you do if you were literally given a second chance at life, but you’d have to kill to do it? This and many more clichéd quandaries are discussed/glossed over (disglossed? I’m coining that) in the pretentiously-named Do You Believe in the Devil?
An unnamed barfly is barfing in the toilets of some crappy bar. Via oh-so-helpful narration, he dies and is immediately told (by the adult personification of a childhood friend) that he will go straight to hell without collecting $200 unless he murderers a bunch of people.
On paper, this would have looked like an intriguing short, but the shallow plot, plain dialogue, weird, stilted direction and godawful, forced acting drag it down to almost amateur-looking territory.
An Englishwoman in Salem 