
John Hall is a drifter who wanders into a small town in Maine. He needs a job and decides to seek employment at the community's top business: a large textile mill. He is hired to work the "graveyard shift" -- from around midnight to dawn -- and, along with a few others, he is charged with cleaning out the basement. This task strikes the workers as simple enough, but then, as they proceed deeper underground, they encounter an unspeakable monstrosity intent on devouring them all.

Does not deliver
Stephen King meanders. We all know this. He takes his sweet time building tension, characters, and delivering the point. Sometimes that works. This story does not. In text, this is tedious, on the screen, it is just boring. The characters are not engaging enough to captivate, the tension is lacking and the fear is never truly present. It is too remote, too predictable, too sane. There are far better movies of Mr King's to watch.