This is not guilty pleasure, just guilty of watchinbg a mediocre horror thriller. This is the snot that types like Dan Brown spread as caviar. This is the rubbish that claims to restore the original Jesus and to undermine the Church. However, as ignorance rules, there is also an audience for this kind of stuff.
The script is a hodge-podge og diverse things. In the beginning og the film a statue of Mary starts to weep blood after the death of a certain pater. A boy sells the rosary of that pater to a tourist, who in turn send it to her daughter Frankie (Patricia Arquette). There is also a priest, Father Andrew Kiernan (Gabriel Byrne), who is sent out by the Church to find natural explanations for alleged miracles.
Once Frankie has received the rosary things start to become strange. While she is taking a bath, a pigeon flies into her apartment and she gets her first set of stigmata. More strange visions occur, also ècriture automatique. We are asked to believe that Frankie writes down passages from the Gospel of Thomas in Aramaic (sic!) and that those may be sayings whose author could be Jesus himself. While the Church tries to keep those sayings secret, Frankie is furnished with an almost complete set of stigmata. In the end a bishop tries to kill her, the messenger, but during some kind of exorcism normality is restored.
Yes, nothing fits together in this hot pot. Yes, it's conspiration and mystique with fast clippings and an enervating soundtrack. Somewhat stylish. Recommended for people who like to see blood coming out of Patricia Arquette.
4/10
The script is a hodge-podge og diverse things. In the beginning og the film a statue of Mary starts to weep blood after the death of a certain pater. A boy sells the rosary of that pater to a tourist, who in turn send it to her daughter Frankie (Patricia Arquette). There is also a priest, Father Andrew Kiernan (Gabriel Byrne), who is sent out by the Church to find natural explanations for alleged miracles.
Once Frankie has received the rosary things start to become strange. While she is taking a bath, a pigeon flies into her apartment and she gets her first set of stigmata. More strange visions occur, also ècriture automatique. We are asked to believe that Frankie writes down passages from the Gospel of Thomas in Aramaic (sic!) and that those may be sayings whose author could be Jesus himself. While the Church tries to keep those sayings secret, Frankie is furnished with an almost complete set of stigmata. In the end a bishop tries to kill her, the messenger, but during some kind of exorcism normality is restored.
Yes, nothing fits together in this hot pot. Yes, it's conspiration and mystique with fast clippings and an enervating soundtrack. Somewhat stylish. Recommended for people who like to see blood coming out of Patricia Arquette.
4/10
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