Mythology and religious dogma are slowly revealed when an attractive young woman is approached by a modeling agency that pulls her into an underworld of priests that are not Christian but rather want to resurrect Satan by collecting the souls of 18 beautiful children.
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I don't have all the words right now but this film is a work of art.
Exactly the movie you think it is, but not the movie you want it to be.
This movie tries so hard to be funny, yet it falls flat every time. Just another example of recycled ideas repackaged with women in an attempt to appeal to a certain audience.
All of these films share one commonality, that being a kind of emotional center that humanizes a cast of monsters.
"The Eighteenth Angel" is a mediocre film that does a poor job of telling the story about the meaning behind a quote from the "Etruscan Book of the Dead". Something about when Satan comes back he'll walk as beauty. The plot is based around a secret society of Etruscan Priests who have chosen the side of Satan over that of God- they think Christianity really sucks- and as such, plan to enact the necessary steps to fulfill the aforementioned prophecy- to bring Satan back in a beautiful (as opposed to beastial) form. To do this they need to get 18 good looking, innocent children, kill them, and cut off their faces...in an apparent process whose reasons go largely unexplained.Anyways, it stars a sexy as hell 19 year old Rachael Leigh Cook, who plays a young model that is being lured in by the cult- as they recognize her as "the eighteenth angel" needed to complete the necessary required steps in order to bring back Satan...or something like that. First they kill her mom (well kinda...I think...no explanation is given), then somehow get her to come to Italy with her dad, before having some grimy ginos from the cult seduce her via her fat ass cat (which she unbelievably smuggled to Italy).The cult seems to capture her by exploiting some sort of evil divine intervention, and it is up to her dad to stop them before it's too late. Before he has lost his daughter forever to the cult, like he did his wife.The whole story is just poorly told. There is no plot development whatsoever and it just kind of ends without tying up multiple strands of the storyline. If it wasn't for the Goddess-like sexual allure of a young Rachael Leigh Cook, and the cinematography on a few nice establishing shots, then this film wouldn't be worth watching at all. 3 out of 10.
The countdown is on...the devil is coming, the devil is coming. And, it wants some beauty, so let's kidnap some beautiful girls. From the phony somber stridency of the narrator's opening monologue, to the stupid clock that gives the countdown, this movie has the most implausible of themes. On first viewing, the movie was rated a 5, for some interesting camera work, and movie tone. But several months and several 100 movies later, a second viewing(why I wasted my time I don't know) warrants a lower rating. New rating: 4 As an aside, in one scene, the husband asks about his wife's work: It's "Etruscans" she says. "Ah, snails," he says. "No that's crustaceans," she says. "No sorry, that's mollusca," I say.
the only thing I still remember of the movie is the stupid pentagram that looks like a Christmas decoration(somebody already wrote about it, I know). Ah, the good accent of foreign guys when speaking Italian: Hopkins was ridiculous when reciting in Latin-Italian in Hannibal. Maybe that was the only aspect they concentrated on while doing this movie and still I don't understand this etruscan book idea where it came from. For what I remember the etruscan civilization was many years before Rome itself was founded and was conquered by Romans before the coming of Christ. So why this weird link. If there's some good history teacher, please help me solve the question. At the moment I left all of my elementary school books in Italy
Far from a great movie, but at least it's better than "The Ninth Gate" and "End of Days" (the two movies it reminded me most of). Rachel Leigh Cook is stunningly beautiful, and gives a performance that makes some poor writing almost work. Christopher McDonald is surprisingly good even though (perhaps because) he is not playing the comedic jerk character he's played in almost everything else he's been in. Maximillian Schell should have just stayed home; he doesn't bring anything new or even interesting to the film. All in all, it's worth renting (or buying for three dollars, as I was lucky enough to do), even though the ending is one of the most cliched, predictable bits of cinema I've seen in a long time. The menacing glare straight into the camera at the last shot just doesn't seem as clever as it used to be. For that matter, I'm not convinced it ever was clever.