14th of September:
The Long Walk (2025)
It's been a weekend. Last night, I finished Stephen King's The Long Walk, which — in combination with recent events, hell, the last few years — left me feeling heavy. King wrote the novel in the late 1960s, but it feels achingly accurate almost 60 years later. Tonight, the film adaptation, directed by Francis Lawrence and written by JT Mollner, left me just as melancholic.
This is one of the most intriguing King adaptations that I've seen. It follows the book's structure and aesthetic, but under all that is a refreshing reinvention of the story. Some characters are merged in a typical adaptation fashion, but others — like Gary Barkovitch (Charlie Plummer) — are reimagined with surprising nuance. Ray Garraty (Cooper Hoffman) and Peter McVries (David Jonsson) have lost a bit of their edge, but it serves the film's hyperfocus on their friendship.
The film feels smaller; after all, the novel's 100 walkers have been reduced to 50, and with a 104-minute runtime, the pacing is brisk. This version of the story is more mainstream, but it's also more philosophical and very touching. The biggest change is the ending, which I really don't mind, but it feels a little bit like a lost opportunity. A character utters a perfect line to end the film that would match the harrowing nature of the original ending, but unfortunately the film drags on for at least a minute and ends up showing too much. It's not a big issue, but for such a tense and heartfelt film, it's a shame not to end on a perfect note.
As said, I think this is a fascinating adaptation of Stephen King's novel, but I wouldn't mind seeing it remade one day. Almost two decades ago, Frank Darabont held the rights to the source material and referred to his version of the story as “weird, existential, and very contained.” I'd love to see a weirder version of this one day, with more focus on dreams and hallucinations and a much longer runtime to really feel the walk. Make it downright ambient. It's rare for me to feel so content with an adaptation and still be hungry for more.
Finally, I'd like to mention the score by Jeremiah Fraites. This film is grimdark and sentimental at the same time, and Fraites’ music is a huge part of the reason why it's such a gut-punch. His music feels timeless, and it perfectly accompanies all the beauty and horror onscreen.
The Long Walk, the novel and the film, will be haunting me for quite some time. The beauty of such harrowing storytelling is the glimmer of hope at its core. Maybe one day stories like these will feel more like fiction, but right now — it's pure catharsis.