1922 and Gerald's Game, two Stephen King adaptations on Netflix.
1922 is better. Thomas Jane looks like he was carved out of an old piece of wood. The period is made real in this film largely by how well Jane sells his character, even down to facial expressions that somehow feel like they're from a very old photograph you saw somewhere. It has very brief moments of some quality body horror sprinkled in there like a Cronenberg film. Watch this.
Gerald's Game is great up until it tries to sabotage itself with a stupid ending. But the ending can easily be separated from the rest of the film in part because of how tacked on it feels, and I can still give this a recommendation. Carla Gugino is still such a babe. And ditto on the body horror.
Having not seen the It remake these are both the best King adaptations since The Mist at least, unless I'm forgetting something.
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