Damien: Omen II (1978)

best movie i've ever seen.

n my opinion it was a great movie with some interesting elements, even though having some plot holes and the ending probably was just too messy and crammed together, but still fun to watch and not your casual movie that is similar to all other ones.

There's a more than satisfactory amount of boom-boom in the movie's trim running time.

The movie is wonderful and true, an act of love in all its contradictions and complexity

They knew! To meet or exceed the expectations of The Omen, they knew it couldn't be done. So why try? Instead, our filmmakers decided to go the route of simply continuing the story, fast forwarding about seven or eight years. To sum it up: Damien is 13 years old. He finally discovers the three digit mark of the beast on the back of his head, after examining himself in the mirror, and the message is all too clear: He's been chosen as The AntiChrist. With that said, a suspiciously large amount of dead bodies begin to rise in count, as the power of Satan rises right along with it. And does all this power go to Damiens head? You bet it does! You can see the evil glint in his eyes, his hideous smile, and he goes on an ego trip with cockiness, knowing the power that he's been both blessed and cursed with. This movie was nowhere near as good as the original, however, in my opinion, it's a lot more entertaining then the original. Whereas the original stuck to its guns being more of a drama/horror, this one is more of revelation/horror....the trade off is a pay off in my book. Do I recommend it. Absolutely! There's not a lot of boring, stretched out scenes as in the The Omen, which can easily be overlooked, however, it cannot be denied that something is missing in the mix of The Omen II. The deaths are disturbing, yet creative. ( The elevator death scene? Well done, even for its time.) I do not recommend any Omen movies past this one, unless you want to waste your time. Then, have at it.

I have owned the Omen Trilogy for years on both VHS and DVD. Omen II was by far my favorite for multiple reasons. Hey, don't get me wrong, the Omen original from 1976 was awesome but felt the second movie Omen II was by far way better and did I mention the awesome soundtrack??? "Ave Santini" I didn't realize until recently, is translated: "Hail Satan." This is very disturbing to me as a Christian but still consider it one of the best soundtracks of all time.The production for Omen II was so well done and actually scary compared to the cheap budget movies you see today. To this very day, Omen II is in my top 10 as the most scariest movies of all time due to mixing religion with horror. This is a movie full of suspense, horror, mystery and very well produced. A must see for everybody and would encourage everybody to watch the entire trilogy from back in the day. I wish they would make movies similar to the Omen series today, unfortunately, a majority of horror/thriller movies are made on very low budgets, terrible remakes, horrible acting and scripts. I miss the good old days.

All Omen series are very powerful and full of mystery. Each of the series has its own hypnotizing effect based on mystical twists of the story and great play of the actors (e.g., Sam Neill). However, the second series, Damien: Omen II, was the most thought- provoking one for me. A key point of that series is Who Are We? The main protagonist, Damien, being a son of Satan, hasn't been aware of that till age thirteen (!). Before that revelation, he felt like an ordinary kid doing his daily routine, playing with other children, and following the same rules as they do. I was in my twenties when I watched the movie the first time and I was in shock. The son of the Prince of Darkness got that revelation, but how and where do we humans get the most important information in our life? The question "Who am I?" naturally comes after watching this story. If even the background of Satan's son was closed for him, how do I know who I am? It has been taken sometime for me to dig out this info. In accordance with New Age knowledge, all spiritual entities including human-beings have been getting own programs for their life existence, designed especially for that particular entity. Both our spiritual and materialistic pasts are closed from us. We don't know our previous backgrounds; we can only guess. It's done for many reasons, but perhaps the most important one is to make a materialistic reality more attractive and appealing for us. Have I been a priest or farmer, cosmonaut or housewife? Male or female or perhaps asexual? Or maybe this is my very first time on the earth? We also don't know our good and bad deeds, what karma we have accumulated on our evolutionary path and what choices we have been doing. Everything is closed from us to make our experience more challenging, unique and exciting. Wonderful movie!

After a popular The Omen featured a spooky child and some memorable death scenes, including the possibly best decapitation ever filmed, a captivated audience wanted to know what kind of a teenager Damien, now an orphan, would become. The answer was not the one they expected: the Devil's son had become KD Lang. With Dumbo ears.The beginning, a cartoonish jeep ride hysterically scored by a Jerry Goldsmith searching for the face of Jesus and manically played by an Ernest Hemingway wannabe, sets the tone for the rest of the movie. A priceless statue of the Whore of Babylon is discovered in some architectural digging site, along with a fresco depicting Damien, conveniently painted at the age he is now. The archaeologists are promptly dispatched and we can meet the Beast.Damien (KD Lang), now living in his uncle's (William Holden) estate, is quite the rascal, and a douche. Aunt Marion (Sylvia Sidney) dislikes him and wants him separated from his cousin Mike. This causes a feud at the diner table, after which it's time for The Super Duper Whore of Babylon Slide Show, during which the evil eye of a raven stops Aunt Marion's heart in her upstairs room.Uncle Richard is president of Thorne Industries, a vague yet powerful conglomerate which apparently owns an agricultural compound in New York City. The firm's new executive director wants to rule the world through seeds, which confirms than Monsanto IS the devil. This is established after another ridiculous ride, this one on a golf cart. So we have the demon, we have seed, let's spawn!Enter Joan Hart (Elizabeth Shepherd), in flamboyant scarlet red, and one gasps. The "young woman" announced during the slide show must be well in her forties. She's a good looking lady, but calling her a "young woman" is pushing the envelope a bit, underlining how geriatric the cast mostly is. The lady in red cranks hysteria up to 11 as soon as she appears, yelling "You are in danger!" to Uncle Richard. But she is unable to be more specific. She goes to Damien's football practice (hey, why not?), recognizes the face of Evil and flies to her prompt demise, a ludicrous raven attack during which Jerry Goldsmith, all barrels blazing, manages to over-score himself.One would thinks that after such a blast we would all have a moment. No such luck. Let's go jet-ski and have a snowball fight turned epic battle by Jerry in a trance! This is Damien's birthday, see, and no expense has been spared. There is the most hideous cake ever, a Polaroid with flash and even a firework which everyone watches in awe, sporting brightly coloured Aran sweaters. "Suspicion of destiny. We all have them", sagaciously observes one of the evil guys. The Thorne residence is full of random woodwork, delirious curtain arrangements and atrocious antiques. The most hideous family room ever doubles as a movie theater.People on the East Coast do love their sports; it's now time for an ice hockey match on the estate's frozen lake. Another good guy, who is clearly too old for this kind of activity, drowns when the ice breaks. Uncle Richard is devastated, his very bright yellow cap somehow undermining his grief.Back to military school, Damien is even more a douche then before. His sargeant (Lance Henriksen, always a good sign), wisely advise him to read the Book of Revelations to understand who he is. True to its name, the read, a bit like a user manual, allows Damien to locate the exact spot where the number of the Beast is tattooed on the skin of his skull. Accompanied by the 666 horns of The Goldsmith Fanfare, Damien runs through the woods, to the end of a pontoon where he screams "WHY ME???" to the dark heaven. Oh God. Why, indeed?A school visit is ludicrously set to take place during a very delicate checking process at the Thorne plant, now a chemical facility. Toxic compounds are released, killing another good guy. Damien has not been affected by the leak and a doctor runs some tests to understand why. His lab is for some reason full of bubbling red alembics you would expect in a witch lair, but not in a modern research facility.After discovering Damien has jackal blood (what, not hooves?), the good doctor is offed in an attempt to equal the surprise decapitation of the first movie. No raven this time, only the filmed evidence that the butter- cutting wire is a demonic invention.Uncle Richard starts having his doubts about Damien. Well, it only took him five violent deaths in his immediate entourage to get there. He nevertheless remains in denial when the curator of the Met brings him a letter of Revelations and a box. What's in the box? What's in the box? WHAT'S IN THE BOX?!?!? The Megiddo daggers, the only weapons able to destroy Damien. These, as the Whore of Babylon statue, will remain loose ends.Cousin Mike (remember him?) is troubled. He follows Damien out in the snow, where he has his head telepathically crushed. A huge funeral ensues, with mountains of flowers, a motorcade and more Goldsmith that it is humanly possible to endure.The Met curator is killed by nothing less than a locomotive, in true Final Destination fashion. A incongruous boogie-woogie cotillion happens for Graduation Day. Uncle Richard unsuccessfully attempts to kill Damien and is shot by his wife, screaming "DAAAAAAMIEEEEEN!"Should one mentions that the end credits roll on a bombastic "Ave Satani Versus Jesus" choir? Jerry, calm down. There is still one movie to be scored. There is no card indicating how many horn players were harmed during the recording of the soundtrack.