If there's one thing worse than a comedy which isn't funny, it's a horror movie which isn't scary. Bloated with Catholic babble and hoping to snap at our collective millennial sweats, Stigmata wants to be a modern-day Exorcist. But this muddled, painfully inept wanna-shocker has to be the least horrific studio horror since William Friedkin's hilarious evil-tree chiller The Guardian.
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