

This is a good story, with good acting, direction and cinematography. Action fans might not like it because there is not enough action. Horror fans might not like it because it is not a true horror. Not the best, but definitely worth watching if you like movies with good stories. Whether you think the "monsters" are cheesy or unbelievable, that is not the point as the whole situation is unbelievable, but the movie does a great job of showing you a believable story in an unbelievable situation. (NO SPOILERS HERE) The ending just floors you.the whole movie just floors you. As you watch you end up feeling lost/helpless just as the story intends you too. There are not too many moments where the characters are doing something stupid to move the story along. (NO SPOILERS HERE) The ending just The feeling of "surrealness" that the movie captures is exceptional.

Anyone can invent a terrifying bogeyman - King's work rises to the top because of the people he creates, real and flawed and relatable, sometimes jerks, sometimes heroes, always human.The feeling of "surrealness" that the movie captures is exceptional. It's a fine reminder of the author's extraordinary skill - he can create a terrifying menace out of dogs ("Cujo"), cars ("Christine"), clowns ("It") and yes, even weather (supernatural weather, but still). THE MIST is a relatively well-made little monster film based on the STEPHEN KING novella of the same name and directed by FRANK DARABONT, director of.

It focuses on a random group of Maine grocery shoppers trapped together when a murderous mist rolls over their town. King's original "Mist" novella is, for me, one of his finest works. Just like the characters in the series, I'd been caught unaware by a quick and unexpected weather change, and just for a minute, the show's events still fresh in my memory, I was as unbalanced as they were. The Mist could be a satisfyingly complex chiller, scaring viewers not just with unexpected jumps and amped-up creepy crawlies, but with the more human monsters who are all trapped together. A sudden Seattle storm had blown through, drenching the yard without warning, and the skies were a menacing mosaic of gray and white, dotted with fist-like clouds. After watching the first episode of Stephen King's " The Mist," I stepped outside, and felt unmoored.
