The Mist: Episode 7 Recap and Review

If you are a horror junkie, one thing is certain when it comes to horror movies:

The final 1/3 of the movie (or show) is usually when things start to get interesting.

This is true for most of my favorite horror movies, like Poltergeist and Phantasm.  Scream is another great example of this, along with The Nightmare on Elm Street.  Stranger Things is a TV show, but the last 3 episodes or so also follow this pattern.

This is even true for some of the not as good ones as well.  In fact, with movies like ‘Salem’s Lot, the last third or so of the act is what saves it and makes it watchable.

The show The Mist is also following the same pattern.  It has started off a bit (okay, a lot) slow, but has picked up some steam.

In other words, shit gets real.

The characters are forced to continue to make choices, due to The Mist and their predicament of being trapped by The Mist.

Some of these choices do not always make sense, but we are starting to finally see some action.

Perhaps, The Mist will be saved by its final act, where everything comes together and becomes cohesive.

So, without further ado, here is my recap and review of episode 7, titled Over the River and Through the Woods.

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The Mist: Episode 6 Recap and Review

So, we are on to the sixth episode of The Mist, titled The Devil You Know.

To be fair, I had pretty low expectations of this series when I first heard that this story was going to become a television series, even though Frank Darabont gave us a movie based on the source material a decade ago (I know, naive me, given Hollywood’s tendency to revisit, to put it nicely.)

And has this show been perfect?

Far from it, to be sure.  It has its issues, with a plot line that seems to meander off the path sometimes, and with characters whose actions don’t always make sense.

But its not terrible.  Far from it, actually.  The show actually seems to be finding a footing of sorts, especially in the latter half of the season.

It is introducing some interesting ideas, such as what is the nature of the mysterious Mist, and what people will do when resources begin to run low, and they must confront something that no one really understands.

Overall, I had low expectations going in regarding The Mist (almost no expectations, really), but I have been at least somewhat pleasantly surprised, especially over the last couple of weeks.  And I hope to continue to be surprised, as the show builds on what it has established over the past few weeks.

So, without further ado, here is my recap and review of episode 6, titled The Devil You Know.

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The Mist: Episode 5 Recap and Review

So, over the past few weeks I have been spending some quality time with The Mist.

It is true that some episodes have had a little more quality than others.

As I stated before, the early episodes have that “first date” feel, where it is awkward and kind of bumbling, not quite sure what it is doing.

But, you cannot judge an entire relationship by its first date.  Sometimes, it is hard to get past the awkwardness, and there are no sparks.

But sometimes, the sparks start to appear, even after the initial awkwardness, and you come back for more.

And that is exactly what is happening with The Mist.

The first few episodes are a little awkward, although intriguing enough to make you want more.

But the previous episode, Pequod, was a different beast, so to speak.  Things started happening, and things started getting interesting.

And this episode, titled The Waiting Room, is building on that material.  So now, the stakes are being raised, and I have actually become invested in at least some of the characters and those characters apparent arcs, along with what may happen in the future.

As with any horror story, emotional investment in the characters is crucial, at least in this blogger’s opinion.  You can have monsters, sure.  And a jump scare here and there.  But we also need people to root for, and people to root against (heels need love too, right?)

And finally, we are getting that with The Mist.  It’s been slow in coming, but we are finally getting it.

Without further ado, here is my recap and review of The Waiting Room.

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The Mist: Episode 4 Recap and Review

Sometimes, meandering can be a bit fun.

I get it, there are times when you are headed some place, and you want to arrive at that place as quickly as possible.

But other times, it is fun to wander, and maybe even take a detour.

You know you will (hopefully) end up at your final destination, wherever that may be.

But there may be sights to see along the way, that you otherwise may miss out on.

I have had a few enjoyable road trips, where we traveled off the beaten path, and made some fun and interesting discoveries, whether that discovery was an off beat restaurant, or perhaps a funky store to shop at.

Now, I am watching The Mist.  It is based on a Stephen King novella, so it is similar to a road trip of sorts, given King’s style of writing, aka his need to describe even the SMALLEST detail (really, I think the man wrote five pages describing a plastic bag blowing in the wind and all the trials and tribulations of the plastic bag, whose spouse was cheating on him with a paper bag, and who was also laid off from his job of 20 years at the local grocery store…)

All kidding aside, The Mist has been meandering a bit, with the plot and the character arcs.  Sometimes this has been interesting, sometimes not so interesting.

However, this week’s episode, titled Pequod, did not meander.  Rather, it set the show back on the road to whatever its final destination is.

In other words, stuff happened.

And since this is a Stephen King novel, some of that stuff was far from pleasant.  However, getting to the final destination is not always pretty, and you do have to break a few eggs to make an omelet, after all.

So, without any further ado, here is my recap and review of episode 4, titled Pequod.

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The Mist: Episode 3 Recap and Review

Throughout my long 39 years on this planet (whew), I have discovered something…

Things are not always what they seem to be.

Sometimes, the cookie appears to be a chocolate chip cookie, but it has…

*Gasp*

Raisins!  And that is why I have trust issues, in case you were wondering!

And my ex masquerades as a human being.  Not the reason I have trust issues, I still blame the cookies on that, actually.

People can surprise you too.  And sometimes this is a good.  Sometimes a bad thing.  And sometimes, it can be seen as either.

This also applies to fictional characters.

Especially characters…

In a…

Wait for it…

Stephen King story!

*Insert shocked looks right here, in case you forgot which blog you were reading*

But that is the beauty of a King story.

Characters behave in all kinds of ways.

Sometimes, they are cringe-worthy at best, or downright vile and disgusting at worst.

Characters such as Jim Rennie, Henry Bowers and even Roland Deschain have all fallen on this spectrum.

Sometimes, characters step up.

Danny Torrence, Jack Sawyer and Nick Andros are also characters who fall on this end of the spectrum:  the good guys, who we can count on to save the day, when we need them to.

And then there are characters who fall on both ends of the spectrum.

We peg them as bad guys (or even good guys), but these characters surprise us with their actions, and make us re-think their motives.

Characters such as Jack Torrance and Larry Underwood would be good examples of this.  And these characters are often King’s most interesting characters, since they are complex, and often easy to relate to.

King writes about people, and how ordinary people behave in extraordinary circumstances.  That is one of his strengths as a writer (other than being able to scare people into a change of pants!)

Spike’s adaptation of the novella The Mist is no exception.

Sure, there are monsters in this adaptation (a couple, at least), but so far, the story is being told in true King style.

In other words, we are focusing on the human horrors.  And there seem to be more than enough to go around, on that front.

So, without further ado, here is the recap and review of episode 3 of The Mist, titled Show and Tell.

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The Mist: Episode 2 Recap and Review

So, last week was the first date.

And it was awkward, but it went well enough that I accepted the offer of a second date.

While this date was still a little awkward, there was something different about it.

I began to feel something.

Perhaps, there may be a spark after all.  And I want more.

In other words, I watched the second episode of The Mist this weekend, titled Withdrawals.

And no, the show is not perfect.

But again, it intrigues me.

I don’t feel like I am wasting my time watching it.  And I want more.

I am, dare I say it, developing feelings.  I am starting to care.

*gulp*

I see  a certain charm in this show.

It may suffer from some horror movie cliches (I am able to pick out the next death a little too soon.  And a white guy tripping and falling?  Cliche much?)

But at the same time, there is something unexpected to the show.  A victim of date rape, trapped in the mall with her accused rapist.

An addict who thinks she is suffering hallucinations brought on by withdrawals.

In other words, not elements you typically associate with horror movies.

So, let us get down to business, and review and dissect the second episode of The Mist!

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A Box Full of Surprises: My Review of Gwendy’s Button Box

So, we are almost halfway through 2017.

And what a hell of a year it has been.;.

Well, the above is part of it, although this has really been a hell that has been a long time in the making…

But let me get back to the topic:  Hell!

And the good kind of hell.

Not talking about the kind that involves Cenobites, either!  I am not sure that I have the stamina to take that kind of hell!

No, I am talking about…

Wait for it…

Stephen King!

I mean, duh, right?  Is there any other kind of hell to talk about in this blog?

So yes, it is a hell of a year to be a Stephen King fan.

The television series The Mist will premiere soon.

The miniseries based on the novel Mr. Mercedes will also premiere this summer.

In August, our favorite gunslinger will finally come to life!

And September will see my childhood nightmare  a certain famous (or is it infamous) homicidal clown will star in his own movie, along with the gang of bad ass kids tasked to fight this clown.

We even get a second season of the show Stranger Things on October 31st (well played Duffer brothers, well played.)  I mean, it’s Stranger Things, which is a bonus King story, amirite?

In other words, we are in the era of Stephen King 2.0.

Is it 1987, or 2017?

I mean, the hair may be smaller, but that is about the only way I can tell the difference (well, the home decor is less tacky, maybe) between the two.

Once again, King is ubiquitous.  But then again, he is The Master, and that is what Masters do, when they aren’t doing other Master-y stuff, like getting blocked on Twitter by leaders of the free world who turn orange from the overdose on covfefe.  Or eating chocolate candy at an alarming rate.

(Wait, scratch that last part.  I put a little TMI about myself in this blog again, dammit!)

But anyway, it is the era of Stephen King 2.0.  And of course this nerdy blogger could not be happier!

Because, movies and TV shows!  And merchandise!

And oh, right…books!

We still have those coming out!  Books!

Like the latest King book, aka Gwendy’s Button Box.

But this is no ordinary King book (as if his books were ordinary anyway!)

This book is actually a collaboration between The Master and…

Another Master?

I think so!

Richard Chizmar teamed with King to write this novel…a gruesome twosome!

Seriously, a double threat much?

And this is one collaboration that is hellishly awesome, and one of my favorite short works in King’s extensive library.

So, without further ado, let us get down to business, so we can review and dissect Gwendy’s Button Box.

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The Mist: Episode 1 Recap and Review

First dates.

Aren’t they so grand?

Having to make small talk, and having to somewhat hide your “true self,” at least for…oh say…30 minutes of the date…

You know, like your obsession with a certain famous author, known in some circles as The Master

Well, the above describes how my first date with my now husband went.

It was a little awkward, having to make small talk.

And I did succeed in hiding my obsession with Stephen King for approximately 30 minutes (I think am being a little generous probably, but my memory eludes me on how quickly that topic came up.)

I am lucky girl, I have been married for nearly nine years to my understanding, awesome husband.  No more first date awkwardness.

I can be without my makeup and covered in dog hair and it’s okay.

Oh, and I no longer have to hide my Stephen King obsession.  In fact, he enables it…yay me!

However, I did have a first date of sorts this weekend…

No, I didn’t hang out with Raylan Givens or Jax Teller.  Or Aragorn.

I confess to spending a lot of time with my fictional boyfriends (my marriage is open like that) but that was not the case this weekend.

However, the subject of Stephen King did come up.

In fact, you could say that The Master was the subject of the date…gasp!

In other words, I watched the series pilot of the show The Mist.

And it was a little awkward.

A little uncomfortable at times.

Things felt a little forced and unnatural.

But, I still had fun, so it was not all bad.  Far from it, in fact.

And the pilot tried, it really did.  I see enough potential in it that I am willing to go out on another date, just to see where things go.

After all, without first dates, there would never be second dates.  Or third dates…

Or nine years and counting marriages…

Yeah, you get the point.

So, without further ado…

Let us review and dissect the pilot episode of The Mist.

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Live Nerdiness 3.0: Car Talk!

Join me and one of my fellow nerds, as we talk Christine (both book and movie), as well as some of the other happenings in the world of The Master!

 

http://www.stitcher.com/podcast/jeremy-lloyd/dark-tower-radio

The Great Race: My Review of The Running Man

Lately, the world has been a bit topsy-turvy.

Maybe I am looking at it through a looking glass

Or did Barry Allen make an ill-advised trip, and travel back in time, so now that we have a paradox on our hands, so to speak?

(Not to be confused with our beloved Earth 2, where science accelerates at a rapid rate, and villains are the mayors of cities and heroes are well…kinda douchebags, actually.)

Maybe I traveled into an alternate reality, where Superman is the adopted son of undocumented migrant workers, and has a really, really close relationship with Zod, and Batman is literally backwards, and kind of sucks…

Well, actually no.

Not that I am knocking on any of the above, and wouldn’t be open to a little possible experimentation…

Although I could argue that Barry Allen and his ill-advised time travel has had some kind of effect on my reality…

After all, the Cubs are World Series champions!

And we may not have Leonard Snart as mayor, but hey, we have a Cheeto for president! So maybe that time travel did do something!

Now, if only it had won me the lottery…

Or at least given me cool super powers!

Okay, back on topic…

I have actually traveled to alternate reality, even though that trip to Earth 2 is still on my bucket list.

In other words, I have read a book written by that Bachman fella…

Well, I am really not sure if those guys are one in the same, even if that whole story about death from cancer of the pseudonym is slightly suspicious…

Hey, you never know.  If young boys and and middle-aged priests can “die” in one world, and be re-born into another (cooler) world, maybe writers can be stricken with cancer of the pseudonym, and end up being re-born on the Sons of Anarchy level of the Tower, where the writer in question takes a grisly sort of janitorial type of job, collecting macabre souvenirs as a form of payment…

Okay, again back on topic.

So, I read a Stephen King book.

Yeah, water is wet, the sun rises in the east, and Cheetos make terrible leaders of the free world…

So what else is new?

Well, this book is actually new, at least somewhat.

As most of us probably know, early in his career, The King of Horror decided that he would like to write non-horror stories, every now and again.

While King has actually written some fantastic books that can be classified as not horror (The Talisman, 11/22/63, Different Seasons and The Eyes of the Dragon all readily come to mind), early on his career, he was bound by some silly rules about how many books he could publish in a year.

Somebody thought that there was such a thing as too many Stephen King books!  And they thought I was the crazy one!

So King did what any sensible King of Horror would do.  He created a pseudonym.

As far as I know, this pseudonym did not come to life and murder people, forcing a flock of birds to be called, so they could carry him off, kicking and screaming.

(However, if he is employed by the friendly folks known as SAMCRO, all bets are off, as you gotta do what you gotta do to survive over there in the charming town of Charming, California.)

King named this pseudonym Richard Bachman.  And for a while, that Bachman fella did pretty well for himself.

He wasn’t a horror writer, per se.  No, Bachman explored the darkness of human nature.  Man’s inhumanity to man, in other words.

He wrote of violence at school, corporate greed and of a dystopian government, that might actually not be fiction at this point.

And Bachman also wrote of our obsession with television, and our need to be constantly entertained, even at the expense of the feelings (and maybe even lives) of our fellow man.

In other words, I am currently reading The Running Man.

Dicky Bachman has come out to play.

So let’s indulge him, as we read and dissect The Running Man.

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