(cont) the beauty of Stephen King's characters and dialogue- he's on screenplay duties here, so the words are lovely- and the joy of seeing those words delivered by a dream mid-eighties cast of Corey Haim, Gary Busey, Everitt McGill and Terry O'Quinn. Busey, especially, is just in a class of his own, and i'd argue that in Busey as Uncle Red and Haim as paralysed Marty you have just about the most perfect synthesis of King's words and actors' performance put on film. It just fits and feels entirely right.
King's screenplay isnt perfect by any means, and suffers from forcing the original story into places it was never meant to go, but the dialogue never falters and is always joyfully full of the kind of Kingisms we know and love.
No one will ever claim Silver Bullet to be a classic- but watching tonight in optimum conditions (with two small boys afeared of monsters) i am prepared to concede it's a work of underrated loveliness.
Just a shame about the woolluff.
SBT
King's screenplay isnt perfect by any means, and suffers from forcing the original story into places it was never meant to go, but the dialogue never falters and is always joyfully full of the kind of Kingisms we know and love.
No one will ever claim Silver Bullet to be a classic- but watching tonight in optimum conditions (with two small boys afeared of monsters) i am prepared to concede it's a work of underrated loveliness.
Just a shame about the woolluff.
SBT
