12th of September:
The Dead Zone (1983)
I've made a habit of reading Stephen King's novels and short stories before I touch the adaptations. That has worked for me as an incentive to read more King, but it also makes me nitpicky, since I do enjoy his writing. I read The Dead Zone back in 2020, which gives me a little bit of distance to enjoy this movie adaptation on its own merit. That being said, the most effective and horrifying part of the book, the villain's POV, has been entirely scrapped, and that changes the story drastically.
At a point in time, King himself had written a script treatment, but in an uncharacteristic move, director David Cronenberg considered it “needlessly brutal.” The brutality is missed. The cast does help; Christopher Walken is appropriately tortured as the lead, Johnny, who gains psychic abilities after a freak accident and subsequent coma. One of my favorites, Herbert Lom plays the doctor looking after him, who becomes more of a friend and confidant. He's underutilized but a welcome presence.
The Dead Zone is a condensed and a bit busy adaptation of the novel, but it's well-directed and worth a watch. Still, it joins the pile of Stephen King novels I'd like to see remade with a bit more reverence for the source material and more guts — literally and figuratively.