By no means a perfect movie but the fact it stands as a working sequel to Kubrick’s movie, an improvement on King’s ropey novel and an adaptation of the bits Kubrick left out of King’s original novel, all without being a huge fucking mess, is kind of impressive. Even more impressive, given the pair of strong creative visions he’s representing on the screen, is that the vision that stands out most is Flanagan’s own.
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