Thanks to the fact that this film didn’t do as much business
as the other adaptations of Stephen King books from last year, It and Pet
Sematary, even though they sucked, the studios aren’t likely to greenlight
many more perfectly intelligent and rewarding types of films like Doctor
Sleep. Mike Flanagan, (who was also behind Netflix’s excellent The
Haunting of Hill House), avoids the mistake commonly made by would-be
translators of King novels to cinema. They either slavishly transcribe
everything whether it works on film or not, or they make changes according to
producers’ whims rather than make sense for the intent of the stories. Like
Brian De Palma and Stanley Kubrick before him, (and no, I’m not saying he’s in
their league), Flanagan took ownership of the material and took the liberties
necessary to make the resulting film not only consistent with his own concerns
as an artist but homogenous with the themes of the original work too. Set
nearly thirty years after the events in The Shining, the film picks up
little Danny Torrance’s life in adulthood. Having dealt with severe alcoholism,
just like his father, partly as a means of suppressing his psychic gifts, Dan
hits rock bottom and summons the strength to seek recovery. Taking a job in a
hospice facility, he uses his abilities to bring comfort to elderly patients
who are about to die. This is one of the most interesting aspects of the film,
with Dan introduced as a remarkably likeable and heroic protagonist, aided in
no small part by the sensitive and low-key performance by Ewan McGregor.
Meanwhile, a cult of psychic-vampires is roaming the land looking to feast on
those, like Dan, with the “shining” trait. What makes the film special,
furthermore, is that Flanagan endeavored, and succeeded, in reconciling three
distinct entities; Stephen King’s novel The Shining, Stanley Kubrick’s
film, and King’s Doctor Sleep. Flanagan’s film is a fourth entity that
manages to blend several (seemingly conflicting) agendas without losing a bit
of coherence or dramatic momentum. I wouldn’t say it’s a “great” film,
necessarily, but it blatantly stands out among recent mainstream horror films
thanks to its confident air, its maturity and especially its refusal to utilize
jump scares and other tropes that make a lot of current horror so boring. As
writer, director and editor of his own films, Mike Flanagan is a real auteur,
at least in the traditional French/Cahiers du Cinema sense, and I’m certainly
interested to see how his career progresses, whether in the horror genre or beyond.
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