Too silly to be an involving drama and too subdued to be a creepy horror. It’s stuck in that awkward place between two well-trodden King subgenres: small-town coming-of-age and small-town supernatural, never quite connecting as either. Recently, we’ve shrugged our way through Pablo Larraín’s visually arresting yet otherwise uninteresting Apple series Lisey’s Story, the dull Adrien Brody-led Chapelwaite based on Jerusalem’s Lot, a damp remake of Firestarter (a story that was never that interesting to begin with) and now, a thinly plotted 88-page short story becomes a bloated 106-minute Netflix movie, a competently made yet utterly inconsequential pre-Halloween time-waster.
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