"Welcome to Sesame Street. Today's word is 'Expiation'."
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The Mist (2007): 9.5/10
The movie that essentially killed writer/director Frank Darabont's promising big-screen career (and, considering that that his debut feature,
The Shawshank Redemption, runs neck & neck with
The Godfather as one of the most beloved films of ALL TIME on the IMDB, that's saying something),
The Mist is adapted from an excellent novella by Stephen King about a mysterious mist that sweeps down off a mountaintop and engulfs a small Maine town (small Maine town? In a Stephen King story?
Get outta here!), trapping a small group of people inside a local grocery store. Protagonist David Drayton (Thomas Jane) is looking only to watch after his young son (Nathan Gamble) and get back to his wife at home, but there are...
things in the mist, things that snap and snarl and carry off those who venture outside the locked grocery doors while still screaming. Is it some natural phenomenon? A military science experiment run amok? Or, if you believe the word of the local spinster religious nutcase (a terrific Marcia Gay Harden), is it the work of Almighty God Himself, delivering a harsh judgment upon humanity...one that can only be cleansed by blood sacrifice? King and Darabont here are riffing on that classic
Twilight Zone episode "The Monsters Are Due On Maple Street", where the breaking down of traditional society and all of our technological devices reduces a rational small-town populace into a pack of frightened sheep so desperate to lay blame and protect themselves that they'll grasp at any straw...even if it devolves into outright mob-mentality murder. The resulting film is raw and lacerating, filled with ugly, howling despair and pessimism, and as such, it's not hard to see just why mainstream audiences rejected this so utterly when it was first released a decade ago. But I think the film might have been afforded a measure of grudging respect...had Darabont kept to the ambiguous,
Birds-like ending of King's novella (which protagonist Drayton grouses as an "Alfred Hitchcock ending" in the book). The ending he
did come up with -- one that so impressed King that he claims he wishes he had thought it up himself -- is one SO shocking, so bitterly ironic, that even Rod Serling might have winced. To quote Burgess Meredith at the end of another classic
TZ episode, "Time Enough At Last", one can only plaintively declare "That's not fair...it's not
fair!" Indeed, it is NOT fair...but then, why do people watch horror movies to begin with? When do the traditional fairy-tale ghouls & goblins give way to a point where the story goes Too Far? Darabont, here, basically staked his career (and accepted a much-smaller budget than he would have wanted) just to keep this ending, and he paid for it, dearly. But...I respect the HELL out of him for seeing this pitch-black depiction of the worst of mankind through to it's horribly inevitable conclusion, one that ranks with
Night Of The Living Dead and the 70's
Invasion Of The Body Snatchers as one of the most ghoulishly effective horror movie wrap-ups in history.
The Mist is hard to shake off, and is horror at its most unforgiving and bleak. If that's not your cup of tea, I can totally understand, but I wouldn't give this film up for the world.