IT
Stephen King is one of my favorite writers. He has a way with words that paint a vivid mental picture. For me, that's always been one of the most daunting parts of creating a film from one of his works. Nothing on film can capture the same tension and imagery that you've imagined yourself during reading it. Most of the films that tried to stay true to his work fail because they can't hold up to that burden. My imagination is always infinitely better than anything a director can produce.
That maxim holds true particularly for horror. King's non-horror works (Green Mile, Shawshank, Stand by Me) bear the movie treatment far better than films based his horror (Carrie, Pet Sematery, The Stand) because horror is truly subjective. What scares me isn't going to scare you necessarily.
IT is one of the more difficult films to do properly. As much as I appreciate Tim Curry the TV mini-series version from 1990 starring Venus Flytrap, John Boy Walton, Jack Tripper, Judge Harry Stone, Elaine from 48 Hours, a random gay guy and the little sister from Ginger Snaps was crappy. That movie got, to me, a great deal of undeserved praise. It was poorly acted, the CGI was ridiculously hokey and the way the director interspersed present and past was awful. I never liked that version.
For that reason I was a little hesitant to give the current incarnation a shot. But I'm glad I did.
IT has never really been a horror movie. It's more a story of a pack of lost and lonely kids finding their way in a world that's stacked against them. The clown isn't the true horror. The terror that really grips these kids comes from being picked on by bullies, being abused by parents, being ignored and devalued, being forced to live by an artificial code they don't understand or appreciate. The horror is life. The horror is being afraid to stand up for yourself when you're being taken advantage of. The horror is being weak and alone.
I've often argued that the clown doesn't even really exist, it's just their collective device to deal with the real horrors of their personal lives. The demon they fight lives inside them only.
This movie did a fantastic job of capturing that dynamic. Oh, sure, the clown was probably terrifying in its own right. But the film reached into the souls of the Losers Club in a way the 1990 version never came close to capturing. It made you feel their pain and frustration. The confrontation with Pennywise was part of the story, yes, but the true story was in the relationship between the loser kids. It was about them learning to face their fears and stand them down. Not the clown. I contend that was really just a metaphor, they stood down all the other things that tormented them. They found their strength in their collective weaknesses.
The movie was never scary to me (few truly are any more) but it was still fantastic. I was really impressed with the carefully layered performances of the unknowns who starred in the movie, particularly the girl who played Beverly Marsh.
It was an honest, attentive recreation of a Stephen King story, something I've honestly never seen done this well for any of his "horror" works. Really impressed.
If I had to complain at all, I thought the movie could have tacked on a little more gore and a touch more of the clown. If it lacked anything it lacked enough vicious bite. But that's a ticky complaint.
I thought the movie was great. It honored King's work and I have a great appreciation for that.