the omen: a kind of sort of review by gia c. manalio www.lifeissurreal.com i’ve realized that i really never have to see another devil movie again. i have no idea what made me say, “well i’ve never been able to watch a devil movie in all my life, but my friends are going and hell, i’m a big girl, i can take it...” it isn’t necessarily the movie, although i think if the father hadn’t been so comforting looking (read as: attractive) and the photographer didn’t remind me so much of my brother’s best friend, my other little brother, i think i would have been cowering under my boyfriend’s chair. but like i said, it’s not necessarily the actual movies, but the concept. bring on the vampires, zombies, serial killers, but devils, demons, possessions, scary images of the church and crucifixion...not for me. i actually don't worry about the antichrist child. it's more the possession thing, which i know wasn't in this particular movie and that the devil may show up at any time. even if i don't really believe in that, years of catholic upbringing makes me often question, what if i'm wrong? what if my pagan beliefs that give me such comfort and such faith and spirituality are actually damning me to hell? i’ve had more than one person express their fear for my soul. go ahead, call me a wuss. but that’s my story and i’m sticking to it. that said, i do have to say, son of the devil or not, i seriously wanted to bitchslap that kid. especially toward the end in the car. if you're going to stab the kid six or seven times, plunging the knife up to the hilt, what's a little child abuse on the way? NOTE: i am not seriously advocating child abuse of any kind. if you think i am, you are taking things much too seriously and are kind of an idiot. and i will admit that throughout i was a little distracted by the thought that i wonder how good mia farrow could really be at protecting such an important entity when she had some issues protecting her own real life daughter. i am going to hell.