This book contains 185 horror movie reviews; five of the best releases for each year between 1980 and 2017. Each film description contains a synopsis, a list of attributed genres, seven ratings and a three-paragraph review.
At some point in his career, Stephen King probably realized he'd never really written a story about what truly scares women on a daily basis. Well, here it is. It’s about a big brute. He’s a rapist. We learn, soon enough, that he’s a sloppy serial killer, too. He stalks women so he can violate them and leave them for dead in the middle of nowhere. This is one of the laziest villains King wrote.
If the editing was slicker, the controversial scenes better handled and the whole surreal aspect better integrated, we’d have something decent, here. In fact, Big Driver is one of King’s worst adaptations. It’s extremely low-key. It's so simple it is stupid. With its eccentric approach, it tries to be more than a TV movie. It basically romanticizes rape with no tact and with awkward humor.
Maria Bello’s character, the protagonist, deals with the aftermath of the first act the only way she knows how; like a writer. This works fine until her madness becomes a burden for us. She talks to herself, to her GPS; she basically does whatever she must to stuff the tedious second act. There is not enough material in this story, the way it is handled, for a feature film. What a bad teleplay!