The Messengers takes me back to the distant time when lead Kristen Stewart (Twilight, Underwater) wasn’t world famous for being a sparkly vampire. God, saying that out loud makes me feel old.
Remember when I said “this was the worst Stephen King movie I have ever seen“? Well, 1922 takes the cake.
Stephen King is my thing. These crows have wings and like to peck at things. I eat chicken wings. Be thankful I’m just a movie-loving monster and not a rapper.
The time has finally come. The distractions are gone. Well, not completely gone but the voices in my head have dissipated down to a soft murmur. At last, I can kick this party off! And what better film to do it with than the new horror heavy hitter IT!
Stephen King has sure hit the jackpot of exposure recently. Not that he has never been popular before, but the 70 year old writer is currently smack dab in the middle of what is possibly one of the biggest pop cultural resurgences someone in his field has ever experienced. There has always been a somewhat steady stream of book-to-film adaptions flowing throughout his career but this sudden whirlwind of new content is crazy! I feel like I’m in a Stephen King frenzy, frothing from my mouth! He has projects stacked on projects overlapping so thoroughly that I don’t even have time to come up for air!
OK. It’s time to calm down a bit. They are all looking at me. I better reel it back in and do what I came here to do. Let’s begin.