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Another of my hyped up movies from last month(See Be Kind Rewind) is the Stephen King adaptation ‘The Mist’. A lot can be said about King adaptations, inasmuch as they’re usually terrible, unwatchable and dire. There are, however, some that buck this trend i.e. Shawshank Redemption and Green Mile. Lucky for us then that it’s the same director of those quality movies that brings us The Mist; Frank Darabont.
Instant parallels are going to be drawn with John Carpenter’s ‘The Fog’, from the title alone. It’s true, both movies cloud their movies with a dank fug, but Fog was a ghost story and Mist is, very much, a Monster story. The parallels should really be drawn with ‘Cloverfield’.
When the mysterious mist descends our Protagonist, David Drayton(Thomas Jane, Stander) and his son are shopping in the local supermarket. An old man with blood on his nose and shirt runs in screaming “There’s something in the Mist”. The doors are quickly closed as the store is engulfed. Everything shakes and rattles as though the store is being squeezed by some unseen force.
Cue the idiots who think it’s just a freak weather condition. They’re the first to meet their grizzly end at the hands of the CGI monstrosities; Tentacles, bugs and freaky man-birds.
Three secretive soldiers confess to one another that they’re base may be the cause for the creatures appearance; Something called the Arrowhead Project.
The Monsters aren’t the only problem. They’re not even the most dangerous. The antagonist is in the store already, in the shape of crazed bible-thumper Mrs. Carmody(Marcia Gay Harden). Initially dismissed as the local eccentric weirdo, she quickly gains support as the drama unfolds. She likens the creatures to the old-testament plagues on Egypt, whipping her supporters into a frenzied religious hysteria. The word sacrifice is bandied around and it’s time for our hero to get the sane survivors out of there.
The story is an excellent study on fear and how it effects our minds. How quickly we give ourselves to religion, if only it provides an answer. How in the face of an overwhelming force, our own helplessness can push us towards heroic acts(Toby Jones as Ollie Weeks sums this theme up).
Frank Darabont permeates his film with a palpable atmosphere of foreboding from the very start. It’s only a thin veil of Mist in the first scene, but it still strikes the heart ice-cold with fear. The Store becomes a pressure cooker of irrational actions, pushing the characters to the edge of their own sanity.
The only let-down was the CGI monsters. Darabont is obviously not used to working with fantastical imagery and it shows. The audience will find their suspended disbelief broken by the first sight of the pink tentacle. It’s a shame because everything else in the film works perfectly, that it can be so completely undermined by a few seconds of CGI.
Darabont, who scripted and directed the film, delivers a great finale. His own invention as it does not feature in the book. A real gut-puncher of a twist it is too.
If comparing this film to all the other King screen adaptations, it would be in the top ten, but in the grander scheme of things, it’s not even a top 100.
Verdict: 7/10
Tension built with artistic excellence. CGI built with sticky-back plastic.