The Omen’s Sunday-school parable of gothic Cathsploitation comes twice as thick and thrice as pious.
This bloated package proves that the number of the beast for some collector’s editions is two discs.
This latest unnecessary remake of a minor horror flick lacks even the benefit of novelty.
For fans of John Edward and anyone wanting to give a burning flame an extra kick.
The film is a half-assed amalgam of Sixth Sense boos and Mothman Prophecies suggestiveness.