You Little Devil, You!

The Omen

I loved horror movies as a kid growing up in the 70’s.   I loved watching all the campy horror flics hosted by Elvira, Mistress of the Dark, and Halloween I – the one, the original – still scares me to this day. 

Another one of my all time favorites was The Omen, which I just finished watching a few minutes ago subtitled in Spanish.  I’m not referring to the 2006 version with a Julia Stiles, a very stiff Liev Shreiber, and an incredibly spooky Mia Farrow as the governess, though.  It’s too Hollywood slickster for me, though it remains faithful to the original.  I dig that red silk robe Julia has on while brushing her teeth, and she does fall off the balcony sporting a really pretty, white knitted poncho.  

There is no substitute, however, for the 1976 version with Lee Remick, as the doomed surrogate mother to the devil’s spawn, and the dashing, incredibly hot Gregory Peck, as the U.S. Ambassador.  Check out the wonderful blue outfit with a turban (!) she wore as the family was being driven to church, before Damien went all Exorcist on her!  I was so scared crapless after seeing the movie (didn’t help that my favorite book of the Bible was the Apocalypse.  Such a strange kid, but I loved how cinematographic everything is in that book.)  that I checked my own scalp to see if I was somehow related to the Prince of Darkness. 

No, I was saved, at least until I discovered boys, shopping, credit cards, and Ben and Jerry’s.     Ta ta!