Let’s make one thing clear: I like reading almost ALMOST anything Stephen King writes. Mostly, his early stuff. One of my all time favorites was The Stand. It remains, perhaps, my favorite. My second favorite? The Mist. I’ve read it a dozen times, each time I enjoy it, short as it is. They made both of my favorites into movies (The Stand was a tv mini series which, despite the casting of Molly Ringworm, it was excellent. And absolutely true to the book, key with me). It seems anything that King has a hand in, actually supervises, turns out fucking fabulous and always spot on with the book. This was the case with more than few movies based on his books. The few most notable exceptions were The Shining and Lawnmower Man (He sued over that one to get his name off the credits, it was so bad), Sleep Walkers and Pet Cemetary 2. He often shows up in cameos in his book based movies, which is always fun.
But, I digress.
He did not make an appearance in The MIst, and it was a great flick non the less. The only thing I vehemently oppose is the ending. It was awful, and as Beth told me, was totally not necessary. I agree. The rest of the movie??? I loved it. It was a little slow in parts, but the character development was superb (especially the town nutcase/religious zealot…she was outstanding in her roie). The special effects were decent, and the story stayed very true to the book.
Overall, I enjoyed it as much as I did my popcorn.
P.S. Carissa? I went with Art the Husband, not alone like I told you I was going to do. I still hold that going to the movies by yourself is a wonderful thing to do, I will do it next week, just to prove it to you. Maybe we could go together, but sit apart. You know, to get the whole “going by yourself” experience, but with a safety net in case you get all scared and shit. Then you could just move up a few rows and finish out the movie with company. But you can’t touch my popcorn. Just an idea.