Fiction writer Thad Beaumont pulls plots and scenarios for his gory trash novels from a repressed part of his adult mind. He attributes the ideas to a pseudonym he named George Stark. They say you can't kill an idea, but what if the place where it originates wants a similar kind of life to the host?
It’s ridiculous but it’s Stephen King magical realism so we accept it. It’s a shame then that the film never lives up to its own aspirations. It could've been told in half the time, and the ending is a feeble attempt at covering up a lack of resolution for the characters.
2 sparrows out of 5
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