Hey kids -- the Independent Film Channel is running writer/director Gregory Widen's The Prophecy again. Check your local cable listings for the date and time, and be afraid. Be very afraid.
Seriously, if you haven't seen it, this is perhaps the most magnificently nutty horror flick of the last couple of decades. What's it about? Well, technically it's about some kind of epic post-Miltonian battle between angels pissed off at God for some reason (Viggo Mortensen has a cameo as Satan), but mostly it's about Christopher Walken, in an amusing rug and a rock star coat, bitching about "talking monkeys" and posing like Snoopy doing his vulture impression.
I should also add that it spawned four -- count 'em, four -- sequels (Walken, picking up a fat check one hopes, is in two of them) and that its high point comes when Walken raises Amanda Plummer from the dead because he needs her to drive his car.