As usual, our hero (Thomas Jane...punishing) is a city-boy artist who has relocated to a New England hill town to cultivate his talents and raise a family. As usual, a New England hill town is ground zero for an interdimensional scrub match. Seems the local military base has been experimenting with "opening a window" to another dimension. The window is "broken" during a severe thunderstorm, and huge, flesh-hungry monsters seep through in a misty medium. The usual types are trapped in a grocery store to wait it out. And, as usual, the black characters are quickly dispatched when they try to leave the store. Insult to injury, TJ tries to get them to stay by offering barbequed chicken. Then Marcia Gay Hard-on goes all righteous and gets shot in the head. And oh my god, at the very very end, TJ shoots his son so the aliens won't get him. 5 minutes later, the mist clears and the military comes to the rescue! As we say in the hills, "Whooda thunk?"
BONUS RUIN: Stephen King's Life
Stephen King enters inpatient treatment for severe neurological effects of undiagnosed Lyme disease. The tick, a resident of Ogunquit, Maine, says that he settled behind the bestselling author’s ear during a summer he describes as "sweaty, but prolific." A representative of an unofficial Steven King fansite reports that he is deeply saddened by the news and ashamed for not having recognized Dreamcatcher as a clear indicator of Mr. King's condition.
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When describing the film version of Dreamcatcher to me, my friend Steve's exact words were, "it's about aliens that come out of your ass and can only be stopped by a retard." I rented it about two days later based on that description. I was not let down
more like "The Mist after a Porter Storm"
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