A lot of Stephen King stories that get translated into movies end up being extraordinarily bad. I’m not exactly sure why, considering the stories themselves are quite good. I think it might have to do with the fact that he doesn’t really have anything to do with the movies. If I were him, I’d have some kind of clause in all sales of rights that lets me have final say in what happens, how things look, and the story as a whole.
This one turns out to be slightly better, but not by much. It definitely isn’t a quality flick. Bad acting, bad attempt at extending the story to movie length. Addition of a freezer haunted by a tornado is completely unfathomable. Also – lame.
As the move progressed, it did nothing but get steadily sillier. It’s very unfortunate, the story in it’s original form is good and creepy, very suspenseful. The idea of a machine gaining sentience and deciding it really likes blood has the potential to be a very intense idea. There isn’t one part of the movie that has the feel of the book. Trying to “make sense” of things by talking about ghosts and demons just came off as pathetic. And really, now that I think about it, there’s not a whole lot of the original story in the movie at all.