Graveyard Shift, adaptation of a short story by Stephen King, is hard to summarize. It’s about a handful of workers doing an impossible job, working overtime under the supervision of the worst boss ever written in a screenplay. Stephen Macht plays the bastard. David Andrews plays a low-key protagonist and Brad Dourif an excessive exterminator. Kelly Wolf plays everybody's love interest. Awkward!
Nothing about Graveyard Shift is perfect. The dialogue is more amusing than it is clever. The matte painting never achieves an illusion but creates a deep atmosphere. The monster doesn’t make sense, but it’s an excellent source of gore. This film would be a complete disaster if the creators weren’t so damn talented. This is not your run-of-the-mill horror picture. It’s way better than that.
Like most scary movies that play their cards right, this one would be a good drama if you removed the horror elements from it. It would be the story of Warwick, an ass hole, and his shitty business. What happens in the basement, when the exploration starts, is reminiscent of Alien and Aliens. Graveyard Shift, then, turns into a big, dumb and dark adventure flick. This one is a no brainer.