“Ka is a wheel, Doc.”
I loved the visuals of Stanley Kubrick’s movie, The Shining (1980). I loved the words used in the novel. So I sit between the two groups of fans, apparently, or I am in both. That does not matter.
What matters is how goddamn beautiful this movie is, and how it dots the t’s and crosses the i’s.
It is gorgeous.
It is the story of what happened to Danny Torrance after the events of The Shining. Or at least, what was left of him after the Overlook took a bite or two.
It is not Danny Torrance’s story, but you could sure pretend that it were if you are the kind of person who complained too much about the role of the women in the latest Star Wars movies.
It is the story of a young black woman, and a hotel. All other characters have their part to play, and they play it admirably. But for me, they were the joy and the delight. And so I am delighted to say that this movie joins that rare few elite: THE BEST.
“Slow night, Mr Torrance. If you don’t mind me saying.”