The Occasional Solipsist

That actually seems like a reasonably hard to live up to headline. Especially because most of King's books that have been made into movies have sucked balls. Notwithstanding The Stand, The Shining, and maybe IT. But anything else, from Christine to Salem's Lot to Needful Things; well they pretty much all sucked.

Awesome books, usually very scary and well written, but most just haven't translated too well.

However. This month The Mist came out and I have such high hopes for this one. Based on a genuinely scary short story that's basically a survival horror bit with a horrible MacGuffin just outside, you've got the makings of a decent flick. Throw in a few religious crazies and some government tests on the barriers of reality, and you've got yourself a winner. Plus, in the short story I have always remembered the part where the husband and protagonist, whose wife has been missing (and presumed horribly, horribly dead) since the opening few pages somehow finds time to cheat on her while locked in the supermarket where the survivors are cooped up. That kind of asshole bears remembering.

I might even forgo downloading this and actually pay to rent/buy this movie when it comes out. Which, since it is a Stephen King movie that no one will go to the show to see, is likely to be soon. Here's the link to the site

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